That Hotel Teclado

	  
Intro D  D/F#  G     (2x) 


verse 1 

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Room 413 by the elevator. 
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Cold as hell, the TV hardly works. 
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The window don't open, the blinds don't close. 
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I checked out 2 months ago. 


Bm                          A 
But the bed got made every morning, 
             G                     D 
And I could get a phone call from you. 
              Bm            A 
And I'd just pack my bags, go back home, 
G                 D 
If you wanted me to. 
Bm             A                G            D 
I hated every minute, it was a lonely living hell. 
      Bm              A          G 
I got a one bedroom apartment now, 
                  D             D/F#       G 
And I miss that hotel. 

                      D         D/F#       G 
That's how bad it is now.
 


verse 2 

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How many times do I gotta say I'm sorry? 
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How many days do I gotta stay in here? 
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Folks screaming down the hallway don't bother me anymore. 
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Street light coming in the window, and there's a couple next door. 

Bm                          A 
But the bed got made every morning, 
             G                     D 
And I could get a phone call from you. 
              Bm            A 
And I'd just pack my bags, go back home, 
G                 D 
If you wanted me to. 
Bm             A                G            D 
I hated every minute, it was a lonely living hell. 
      Bm              A          G 
I got a one bedroom apartment now, 
                  D             D/F#       G 
And I miss that hotel. 

                      D         D/F#       G 
That's how bad it is now. 

Bridge 

   D/F# (or F#m) G             A        Bm 
I just laid there staring at the ceiling fan, 
G                   D 
But I still had a chance. 
D/F# (or F#m) G       A         Bm 
All my clothes smell like smoke, 
G 
But I still had hope. 

Bm                           A 
But the bed got made every morning, 
             G                     D 
And I could get a phone call from you. 
Bm                          A             G               D 
And I'd just pack my bags, go back home, if you wanted me to. 
Bm                   A              G               D 
And now I know it's over, but back then I couldn't tell. 
         Bm               A 
I got a one bedroom apartment now, 
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And I miss that hotel. 
                      D       D/F#  G  
That's how bad it is now. 
               D           D/F#    G 
I miss that hotel. 

Ending 

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