Capo III
Bm A D D Bm D Bm D A . . .G D A D
D G A D
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
G A D Bm
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
F# F7 Bm
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lying
D Bm
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
D A
I'm gonna drink 'em up
G A D
And if California slides into the ocean
G F#m D
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
Dm F#m Em D
I predict this motel will be standing: until I pay my bill
D Bm G D A
D G F#m D
But don't the sun look angry through the trees?
G F#m Bm
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves?
D E Em E7
Don't you feel like Desperados under the eaves
Em A A7 D
Heaven help the one who leaves
Em E Bm
Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
D Bm A Bm
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me
F# F7 Bm
But except in dreams you're never really free
G F#m A A7 D
Don't the sun look angry at me?
D G A D
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
G A D Bm
I was listening to the air conditioner hum
Bm D Bm D
It went mmm mmm mmmm mmmm mmm...
D G D A
mmm mmm mmmm mmmm mmm...
Bm D Bm D
D G D A . . .
Bm D Bm D
D G D A . . .
G
Look away
D Bm
(Look away down Gower Avenue, look away)
G
Look away
D A
(Look away down Gower Avenue, look away)
G
Look away
D Bm
(Look away down Gower Avenue, look away)
G
Look away
D A
(Look away down Gower Avenue, look away). . .
