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