Well, I just got into town about an tour 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

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, into your blues

I see you hair is burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a lair
Driving down your freeways
Midnite alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman….
So alone
Motel, Money, Murder, Madness
Let’s change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo rising
Mr. Mojo rising
Mr. Mojo rising
Mr. Mojo rising, Got to keep on rising

Mr. Mojo rising
Mr. Mojo rising
Mr. Mojo rising
Mr. Mojo rising, gotta

Well, I just got into town about an tour 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

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman