Billy Idol - L.a. Woman

Well I met a little babe
An hour ago
Wonder which way
Which way the wind blows
Loved a little babe in a
Hollywood bungalow
I was rockin' little lady
In the city of light

Yeah hea I'm just another lost angel
In the city of night
City of night
City of night

Woah yeah
L.A. woman
L.A. woman
I said L.A. woman
Oh L.A. woman
Yes L.A. woman sunday afternoon
L.A. woman sunday afternoon
Yes L.A. woman sunday afternoon
I see you ride through your suburbs
Into your blues
Into your blue
Into your blue blue blue blue blue yeah
into your blues

I see your hair it's burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
Well you know they are a liar

Drivin' down your freeway oh hear
Hills and valleys roam baby
Seen em cops in cars and topless bars
Never saw a woman ha ha ho so alone
So alone (said) so alone ah yeah woah

Wine spo-dee-o-dee
She drink my wine spo-dee-o-dee
Ah wine spo-dee-o-dee she drinkin' wine
Spo-dee-o-dee all day

I took my motor bike 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
Anothre lost angel (angel angel)
In the city of night
City of night
City of night
City of light

C'mon L.A. woman c'mon
L.A. woman c'mon
L.A. woman c'mon yeah

I said your my woman that's right
I said your my woman
I said your my woman that's right
I said your my woman
I said L.A. woman that's right
I said your my woman
I said your my woman