L.a. Woman Lyrics - The Cult

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 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 

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, your my woman 

Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman 

L.A. L.A. Woman Woman 

L.A. Woman c'mon