L.A. Woman

Well, I met a little babe an hour ago Wonder which way the Which way the wind blow Another little babe in her Hollywood bungalow Are you a lucky little lady In The City of Light? Or just another lost angel In the City of Night City of Night, City of Night, oh yeah, ooh L.A. woman, L.A. woman I said L.A. woman, oh, L.A. woman It's a L.A. woman Sunday afternoon L.A. woman Sunday afternoon It's a L.A. woman Sunday afternoon I see her ride through your suburbs Into your blue, into your blue Into your blue blue, blue blue, yeah Into your blue, ohh, yeah 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 Ridin' down your freeways, oh yeah Midnight alleys roam, I've seen it Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman so alone, so alone Said so alone, oh yeah, ohh Yeah, baby, yeah, c'mon L.A. woman c'mon, L.A. woman c'mon L.A. woman c'mon, yeah I said you're my woman And that's right, I said you're my woman And that's right, I said you're my woman And that's right, I said you're my woman I said L.A. woman And that's right, I said you're my woman And that's right, I said you're my woman And that's right, I said you're my woman I said you're my woman, yeah I said you're my woman