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 the hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady
in the city of light?
Or just another lost angel
City of night
L. A. Woman
L. A. woman, Sunday afternoon
Drive thru your suburbs
Into your blues, Into your blue, blue, blues
I see your hair is burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeway
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars,
the topless bars
Never saw a woman all alone
So alone, so alone
Motel, money Murder, madness
Let's change the mood
From glad to sadness
Mister Mojo risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mojo risin'