Whoo!
Well, I met a little babe an hour ago
Mmm mmm, wonder which way, which way the wind blow, yeah
(Another little babe in) a Hollywood bungalow, aw
I was rockin' little lady In the city of light
Yeah, I'm just another lost angel, woo
In the city of night (Ow!)
City of night
City of night
Woah, yeah
Ooooo, yeah
L.A. woman
L.A. woman
I said, L.A. woman
Oh, L.A. woman
Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon (Aw, yeah)
L.A. woman Sunday afternoon (Aw, yeah)
Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon
I see you ride through your suburbs, ow
Into your blue
Into your blue
Into your blue, blue, blue, blue
Oh, yeah
Into your blue
Oooh, woo
I see your hair is burning, aw
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
Well, you know they are a liar, aw yeah
Riding down your freeway, whoa yeah, aw
Hills and valley roam, baby ha ha
I seen it
Cops in cars, topless bars
Never saw a woman, ha ha woo
So alone, yeah
So alone
Said so alone
Oh yeah
Whoa
Yeah
L.A. yeah
Come on, ow
L.A. woman, come on, ow
L.A. woman, come on, ow
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
And I'm right
I said L.A. 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
And I'm right
I said you're my woman
Yeah