Well I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around see which way the wind blow With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow 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 thru 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 Midnite 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' Woah ohh yeah Well I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around see which way the wind blow With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow Oh you were like a little lady in The City of Lights 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 your my woman Little L.A. Woman Little L.A. Woman