L.A. Woman

Well, I met a lil' babe an hour ago

Mm, wonder which way, which way the wind blow, yeah

Another little thing in a Hollywood bungalow, ah

Oh, I was rockin' little lady in the city of light, yeah

I'm just another lost angel, woo... in the city of night, aw

City of night, city of night, whoa, yeah, ooh, yeah

L.A. woman, L.A. woman

I said L.A. woman, oh, L.A. woman

Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon, oh

L.A. woman Sunday afternoon

Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon

I see your drive through your suburbs

Into your blue, into your blue

Into your blue-blue-blue-blue, yeah

Into your blues

I see your hair is burnin'

Hills are filled with fire

If they say I never loved you

Well, you know they are a liar, oh yeah

Drivin' down your freeway, oh yeah

Hills and valley roam, baby, haha

I seen it

Cops in cars, topless bars

Never saw a woman, ha, ha, woo

So alone

So alone

Said so alone

Oh yeah

Whoa

Wine spo-dee-o-dee

She drink my wine spo-dee-o-dee, okay

Ah, wine spo-dee-o-dee

She drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee all day

I took my motorbike out and went for a ride

Slit the throat of the first babe who lied

See it, it's twice his size, ooh

Wine spo-dee-o-dee, all right

Wine spo-dee-o-dee all day

Wine spo-dee-o-dee

Well she drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee, good for body

Wine spo-dee-o-dee

Another lost angel (angel, angel)

In the city of night

City of night

City of night

City of light

Whoa, yeah

Yeah

L.A, yeah

Come on

L.A. woman, come on

L.A. woman, come on

L.A. woman, come on

Yeah

I said you're my woman

And that's right

I said you're my woman

And I'm right

I said you're my woman

And that's right

I said you're my woman

Ahh

I said L.A. woman

And that's right

I said you're my woman, ahh

I said you're my woman

And that's right

I said you're my woman, ahh

I said you're my woman, yeah

I said you're my woman