L.A. Woman ( LP Version ) 1997 The Doors

TrekL.A. Woman ( LP Version )

Artis: The Doors

Album: The Doors: Box Set

Waktu rilis: 28-10-1997

 

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

 

L.A. Woman

 

L.A. Woman

 

L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon

 

L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon

 

L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon

 

Drive through your suburbs

Into your blues

 

Into your blues, yeah

 

Into your blue, blue, blues

 

Into your blues

 

Ohh, 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 freeways

 

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'

 

Ridin', ridin'

 

Gone ridin', ridin'

 

Gone ridin', ridin'

 

I gotta ridin', ridin'

 

Well, ridin', ridin'

 

I gotta, wooo, yeah, ridin'

 

Woah

 

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

 

Woah, c'mon

 

L.A. Woman

 

L.A. Woman

 

L.A. Woman, you're my woman

 

Oh little L.A. Woman, little L.A. Woman

 

L.A.

Woman, woman

L.A. Woman, c'mon

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