L.A. Woman

Well, I did a dimeback about an hour ago Yes, I wonder which way, which way the wind blow Yes, another little babe in a Hollywood bungalow Well, she's a rockin' little lady In the city of light Yeah yeah, I'm just another lost angel, oooh no In the city of night I said, city of night City of night Woah, yeah Yooow! L.A. woman L.A. woman L.A. woman I said L.A. woman I said L.A. woman Sunday afternoon, yeah I said L.A. woman Sunday afternoon, yeah I said L.A. woman Sunday afternoon I see you ride through your suburbs Into my blues I said, into my blues Into my blue, blue, blues Into my blues Yooow Oh, I see her hair is burning, aw Those tits are filled with fire If they say I never loved you Well, you know they are a liar Aw, riding down your freeway Well, well, now, come on Hills and valley roam, baby Come on, I seen it Cops in cars, topless bars Never saw a woman, ha ha ha So alone Baby, so alone I said so alone So alone Yeah Well, I did a dimeback about an hour ago I wonder which way, which way the wind blow Yeah, I fucked that little babe in a Hollywood bungalow Well, she's a rockin' little lady In the city of light Yeah yeah, I'm just another lost angel In the city of night City of night City of night Oh, yeah Yoooww! Come on, ow! L.A. woman, come on, yow! New York woman, come on, yow! L.A. woman, come on, yow! L.A. woman, come on, yeah L.A. woman, come on, yeah L.A. woman, come on, yeah L.A. woman, come on, yeah Yow L.A., L.A., L.A., L.A L.A., L.A., L.A., L.A New York, N.Y. oh yeah get it, baby, see me Ow