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L.A. WOMAN 歌詞
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The Doors
- 2007.4.2 リリース
- 作詞
- KRIEGER ROBERT A , MORRISON JIM(USA) , MANZAREK RAYMOND D , DENSMORE JOHN PAUL
- 作曲
- KRIEGER ROBERT A , MORRISON JIM(USA) , MANZAREK RAYMOND D , DENSMORE JOHN PAUL
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
結果
- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
- ダークモード
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 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
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
Into your blue, blue, blues
Into your blues
l see your hair is burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeway
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman so alone
So alone, so alone, so alone
Motel money
Murder madness
Let's change the mood
From glad to sadness
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'
Got my mojo risin'
Mr.Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Ridin', ridin'
Goin' ridin', ridin'
Gonna ridin', ridin'
l got to ridin', ridin'
Yeah, ridin', ridin'...
Well, 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
L.A.woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman, you're my woman
My little L.A. woman
L.A. woman
Hey, hey, come on, come on.
L.A. woman, come on
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
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
Into your blue, blue, blues
Into your blues
l see your hair is burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeway
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman so alone
So alone, so alone, so alone
Motel money
Murder madness
Let's change the mood
From glad to sadness
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'
Got my mojo risin'
Mr.Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Ridin', ridin'
Goin' ridin', ridin'
Gonna ridin', ridin'
l got to ridin', ridin'
Yeah, ridin', ridin'...
Well, 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
L.A.woman, L.A. woman
L.A. woman, you're my woman
My little L.A. woman
L.A. woman
Hey, hey, come on, come on.
L.A. woman, come on
