A Well I met a little babe an hour ago Wonder which way, which way the wind blow, yeah Another little babe in a Hollywood bungalow I was rockin' little lady In the city of light Chorus: A Yeah, I'm just another lost angel, woo G In the city of night (Ow!) A City of night G City of night A Woah, yeah, oh yeah A L.A. woman L.A. woman I said 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 Oh, yeah A G A G A G A G I see your hair it's burning, aw Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you Well you know they are a liar Driving down your freeways Hills and valleys roam, baby I seen it Cops in cars, topless bars Never saw a woman, ha ha qoo So alone So alone Said so alone Oh yeah Whoa A Wine spo-dee-o-dee She drink my wine spo-dee-o-dee okay Ah wine spo-dee-o-dee She drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee all day I took my motorbike out and went for a ride Slit the throat of the first babe who lied See it it's twice his size ooh Wine spo-dee-o-dee all right Wine spo-dee-o-dee all day Wine spo-dee-o-dee Well she drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee It's good for her body Wine spo-dee-o-dee Chorus: Another lost angel (Angel angel) In the city of night City of night City of night City of light Whoa, yeah Yeah L.A, yeah Come on L.A. woman, come on L.A. woman, come on L.A. woman, come on Yeah I said you're my woman And that's right I said you're my woman And I'm right I said you're my woman And that's right I said you're my woman And I'm right I said L.A. woman And that's right | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA G |