L.A. Woman

L.A. Woman Well, I met a little babe an hour ago Wonder which way, which way the wind blows Loved a little babe in a Hollywood bungalow I was rockin', little lady, in the city of light Yeah, hea, I'm just another lost angel In the city of night City of night, city of night Woah, yeah, L.A. woman, L.A. woman I said L.A. woman, oh, L.A. woman Yes, L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon Yes, L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon I see you ride through your suburbs Into your blues, into your blue Into your blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, yeah Into your blues I see your hair, it's burning Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you Well, you know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeway, oh, hear Hills and valleys roam, baby Seen ¿em cops in cars and topless bars Never saw a woman, ha ha ho, so alone So alone, so alone, ah, yeah, woah (Said) Wine spo-dee-o-dee She drink my wine spo-dee-o-dee Ah, wine spo-dee-o-dee, she drinkin' wine Spo-dee-o-dee all day I took my motor bike 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 alright Wine spo-dee-o-dee all day Wine spo-dee-o-dee Well, she drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee It's good for her 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 C'mon, L.A. woman, c'mon L.A. woman, c'mon L.A. woman, c'mon, yeah I said you¿re my woman, that's right I said you¿re my woman I said you¿re my woman, that's right I said you¿re my woman I said L.A. woman, that's right I said you¿re my woman I said you¿re my woman