The Doors ☆ L.A. Woman

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 their Hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel
City of Night, City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, woo, c’mon
LA Woman, LA Woman
LA Woman Sunday afternoon
LA Woman Sunday afternoon
LA Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue blue Blues
Into your blues, oh, yeah
I see your hair is burnin’
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
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’
Got to keep on risin’
Mr Mojo Risin’, Mr Mojo Risin’
Mojo Risin’, gotta Mojo Risin’
Mr Mojo Risin’, gotta keep on risin’
Risin’, risin’
Gone risin’, risin’
I’m gone risin’, risin’
I gotta risin’, risin’
Well, risin’, risin’
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin’
Whoa, oh yeah
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 their Hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel
City of Night, City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, whoa, c’mon
LA Woman, LA Woman
LA Woman, you’re my woman
Little LA Woman, Little LA Woman
LA LA Woman Woman
LA Woman c’mon

The Doors - L.A Woman

The Doors - L.A Woman (1971) (Full Album)

The Doors - L.A. Woman - HQ (official music video)

The Doors - L.A. Woman* (Orginal)