Billy Idol - L.A. Woman (Single Edit / Remastered)

Whoo yeah Well, I met a little babe an hour ago Mhmm, wonder which way, which way the wind blow, yeah Another little babe in a Hollywood bungalow, aw I was rockin' little lady In the city of light, yeah-hey I'm just another lost angel, woo In the city of night, ow City of night City of night Woah, yeah Hoo, yeah L.A. woman L.A. woman I said, L.A. woman Oh, L.A. woman Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon (aw, yeah baby, ah) L.A. woman Sunday afternoon Yes, L.A. woman Sunday afternoon I see you ride through your suburbs, ow Into your blue Into your blue Into your blue, blue, blue, blue Oh, yeah Into your blue Ooh, woo I see your hair is burning, aw Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you Well, you know they are a liar, aw yeah Riding down your freeway, whoa yeah, aw Hills and valley roam, baby ha-ha I seen it Cops in cars, topless bars Never saw a woman, ha ha woo So alone, yeah So alone Said so alone Oh, yeah Whoa Yeah L.A. yeah Come on, ow L.A. woman, come on, ow L.A. woman, come on, ow L.A. woman, come on, yeah I said, you're my woman And that's right I said, you're my woman And I'm right I said, you're my woman And that's right I said you're my woman Ah-aho I said L.A. woman And that's right I said you're my woman Ah-aho I said you're my woman And that's right I said you're my woman Ah-ah-aho I said you're my woman, yeah I said you're my woman, hoo L.A. woman, ho