Strap in, because we're cruising through the heart of Los Angeles with Mr. Mojo Risin' himself! This tune is a love letter to the City of Angels, wrapped in bluesy rock and delivered with a wink. Our protagonist just rolled into town, soaking up the wild, untamed energy of L.A.'s streets. Hollywood bungalows hide lucky ladies—or lost angels—in this City of Light and Night. As he navigates freeways and midnight alleys, he paints a vivid picture: burning hills, flashing lights, and neon dreams. The city's allure is intoxicating yet isolating—think topless bars and motel madness. But don't get too comfortable; there's always that undercurrent of sadness beneath the glitz. And then there's Mr. Mojo Risin', Jim Morrison's anagram alter-ego, rising like a phoenix through it all. This song captures L.A.'s chaotic beauty—a mesmerizing mess you can't help but love.
L.A. Woman
Lyrics
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, woo, see'mon
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, yeah
Into your blue-blue Blues
Into your blues, ohh, yeah
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
Midnite 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', 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
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, woah, see'mon
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 see'mon
Writer(s): Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Doors Music Company
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