The Doors — L.A. Woman Alternate Version

[Spoken Intro: Jim Morrison] Ray, I think you're the one that—when you feel like it's about ready to start, come down an octave, or something... alright. Yeah [Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] 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 bungalow Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light? Or just another lost angel City at night City at Night, City at Night City of Night, woo, c'mon [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] 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 Into your blues, into your blues Into your blues, yeah [Verse 2] 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 Midnightem alleys roam Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman so alone So alone So alone, so alone [Interlude] Motel Money Murder Madness Let's change the mood from glad to sadness [Bridge] 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 [Verse 3] 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 [Chorus] 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