Intro:
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   Em
 Standing in the foyer of the grand hotel,
  Cmaj7
 Suitcase in his hand looking for a bill,
            D                                         B7
 There's a hurricane coming and everyone's trying to get away,

  Em
 Time of the season, time of the year, 
      Cmaj7
 The weather reporter from miami is clear,
          D                                     Em
 "find a save place to hide," there's no place here,

               D
 And then the lights go down, 
          C
 In that caribbean town,
          Cmaj7
 And the fishing boats that go out from the coast,
                   Em
 Are tied up and dry, yeah yeah yeah,

C                                         G
 Suddenly there's a movement to the telephone,
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 But nobody's calling home tonight,
          Em            D          Cmaj7   
 They've taken out the very last flight,
            Em             D     G C
 And they closed down the borderline,

            G                 D
 'cos there ain't nowhere to hide,
                  C
 Waiting for the hurricane,
           G               D
 There is nowhere here to hide,
                  C
 Waiting for the hurricane,
              G               D
 Oh there is nowhere you can hide,
                  C          D        Em  C D Em  C D 
 Waiting for the hurricane, no no no no...

   Em
 Staring out the window of the grand hotel,
      Cmaj7
 The sea was roaring, I remember well,
               D                         Em
 And then the honeymoon bride began to cry,

             D
 But as the band played on,
      C
 Some old love song,
          Cmaj7
 Well he held her hand, gave her to understand,
             Em
 It'll be alright, yeah yeah yeah,

C                                       G
 Suddenly there's a movement to the radio,
      B7               Em   D Cmaj7
 But nobody's getting home tonight,
          Em            D          Cmaj7
 They've taken out the very last flight,
            Em             D     G C
 And they closed down the borderline,

            G                 D
 'cos there ain't nowhere to hide,
                  C
 Waiting for the hurricane,
           G               D
 There is nowhere here to hide,
                  C
 Waiting for the hurricane,
              G               D
 Oh there is nowhere you can hide,
                  C       
 Waiting for the hurricane,   
  D        Em  C D Em  C D        Em  C D Em  C D Em
 No no no no,           no no no no, 
           C
 There is nowhere you can hide, 
                  Cmaj7
 Waiting for the hurricane...