L.A. Womanperformed and programming byMarcus Nimblerwritten by Morrison, Densmore, Krieger, ManzarekSpecial thanks to Pennzoil and Ken BlockL.A. Woman - Lyrics ( The Doors Version )Well, I just got into town about an hour agoTook a look around, see which way the wind blowWhere the little girls in their Hollywood bungalowsAre you a lucky little lady in the City of LightOr just another lost angel?City of Night, City of NightCity of Night, City of Night, woo, c'monL.A. woman, L.A. womanL.A. woman, Sunday afternoonL.A. woman, Sunday afternoonL.A. woman, Sunday afternoonDrive through your suburbsInto your blues, into your blues, yeahInto your blue-blue bluesInto your blues, oh, yeahI see your hair is burnin'Hills are filled with fireIf they say I never loved youYou know they are a liarDrivin' down your freewayMidnight alleys roamCops in carsThe topless barsNever saw a woman so alone, so aloneSo alone, so aloneMotel, money, murder, madnessLet's change the mood from glad to sadnessMr. 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, woo, yeah, risin'Whoa, oh, yeahWell, I just got into town about an hour agoTook a look around, see which way the wind blowWhere the little girls in their Hollywood bungalowsAre you a lucky little lady in the City of LightOr just another lost angel?City of Night, City of NightCity of Night, City of Night, whoa, c'monL.A. woman, L.A. womanL.A. woman, you're my womanLittle L.A. woman, little L.A. womanL.A., L.A. woman womanL.A. woman, c'mon