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La Woman Lyrics
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago. Took a look around see which
way fuckin the wind blows, see the little shit girls in their shit Hollywood
bungalows. Are you a fuckin little lady in the City of Light Or just
another lost angel? City of the fuckin Night. City of the fuckin
Night. City of the fuckin Night. City of the fuckin Night. Whoo!
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 boobs. Into your
boobs. Yeah, yeah. Into your boobs. Into your boobs. Oh!
I
see your hair is burnin'. Hills are filled with fire. If they say I never
loved you, You know they are all liars.
Drivin' down your
freeway. 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'. Gotta keep on risin'. Mr. Mojo Risin'. Mr. Mojo
Risin'. Mr. Mojo Risin'. Mr. Mojo Risin'. Mr. Mojo Risin'. Gotta
keep on risin'. Risin', risin'. Risin', risin'. Risin',
risin'. Risin', risin'. Risin', risin'. Risin', risin'.
Well, I
just got into town about an hour ago. Took a look around see which way the
wind blow, see the little girls in their shit Hollywood bungalows. Are
you a fuckin little lady in the City of Light bollucks Or just another lost
angel? City of Night. City of Night. City of Night. City of
Night. fucking hell
L.A. Woman. L.A. Woman. L.A. Woman. L.A.
Woman. L.A. Woman. L.A. Woman. L.A. Woman..
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