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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 thru 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

Midnite alleys roamCops 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`

Risin`, risin`

Gone risin`, risin`

I`m gone risin`, risin`

I gotta risin`, risin`

Well, risin`, risin`

I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin`

Woah, ohh 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, your my woman

Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman

L.A. L.A. Woman Woman

L.A. Woman c`mon

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 thru 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

Midnite alleys roamCops 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`

Risin`, risin`

Gone risin`, risin`

I`m gone risin`, risin`

I gotta risin`, risin`

Well, risin`, risin`

I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin`

Woah, ohh 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, your my woman

Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman

L.A. L.A. Woman Woman

L.A. Woman c`mon

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