Billy Idol — L.A. Woman Single Edit

[Intro] Whoo! [Verse 1] Well, I met a little babe an hour ago Mmm mmm, wonder which way, which way the wind blow, yeah [Another little babe in] a Hollywood bungalow, aw I was rockin' little lady In the city of light [Chorus] Yeah, I'm just another lost angel, woo In the city of night (Ow!) City of night City of night Woah, yeah Ooooo, yeah L.A. woman L.A. woman I said, L.A. woman Oh, L.A. woman Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon (Aw, [?]) L.A. woman Sunday afternoon ([?]) Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon [Verse 2] I see you ride through your suburbs, ow Into your blue Into your blue Into your blue, blue, blue, blue Oh, yeah Into your blue Oooh, woo [Verse 3] I see your hair is burning, aw Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you Well, you know they are a liar, aw yeah Riding down your freeway, whoa yeah, aw Hills and valley roam, baby ha ha I seen it Cops in cars, topless bars Never saw a woman, ha ha woo So alone, yeah So alone Said so alone Oh yeah Whoa [Guitar Solo] Yeah L.A. yeah Come on, ow L.A. woman, come on, ow L.A. woman, come on, ow 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 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 you're my woman Yeah [Fades]