L.A. Woman

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blows
Wet little girls in a Hollywood bungalow
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
Or just another lost angel in the city of night
City of night, city of night, city of night
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs into your blues
Into your blues, into your blues, into your blues
I see your hair is burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Driving down your freeways
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars, accomplished bars
Never saw a woman so alone
So alone, so alone, so alone
Motel money, murder madness
Stranger moves from glad to sadness
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Come ridin', ridin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on ridin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Mister Mojo Risin'
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blows
Wet little girls in a Hollywood bungalow
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
Or just another lost angel in the city of night
City of night, city of night, city of night, oh
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman, you're my woman
L.A. woman, L.A. woman
L.A., L.A., L.A., L.A., you're my woman
L.A. woman