Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows? Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light? Or just another lost angel City of night City of night City of night City of night Woo, c'mon 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, yeah Into your blue, blue, blues Into your blues Ohh, yeah I see your hair is burnin' Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeways Midnight alleys roam Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman So alone, so alone So alone, so alone Motel money, murder madness Let's change the mood from glad to sadness Mr. Mojo risin', Mr. Mojo risin' Mr. Mojo risin', Mr. Mojo risin' Got to keep on risin' Mr. Mojo risin', Mr. Mojo risin' Mojo risin', gotta Mojo risin' Mr. Mojo risin', gotta keep on risin' Ridin', ridin' Gone ridin', ridin' Gone ridin', ridin' I gotta ridin', ridin' Well, ridin', ridin' I gotta, wooo, yeah, ridin' Woah Yeah Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows? Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light? Or just another lost angel City of night City of night City of night City of night Woah, c'mon L.A. Woman L.A. Woman L.A. Woman, you're my woman Oh little L.A. Woman, little L.A. Woman L.A. Woman, woman L.A. Woman, c'mon © DOORS MUSIC COMPANY; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com