LA Woman
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago took a look around see, which way the wind blows.
With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow 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 you suburbs into your blues, into your blues,
With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow 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 you suburbs into your blues, into your blues,
I see your hair is burning hills are filled with fire.
If they say I never loved you you know they are a liar.
Driving down your freeway Midnight alleys roam.
Cops in cars, 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.
If they say I never loved you you know they are a liar.
Driving down your freeway Midnight alleys roam.
Cops in cars, 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 Rising got to keep on rising
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago took a look around see, which way the wind blows.
With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow 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
Mr. Mojo Rising got to keep on rising
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago took a look around see, which way the wind blows.
With a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow 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
Mr. Mojo Rising got to keep on rising
Hyacinth House
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
To please the lions this day
I need a brand new friend who doesn't bother me
I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me
I need someone who doesn't need me
I see the bathroom is clear I think that somebody's near
I'm sure that someone is following me
Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away?
Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away?
It was the only card in the deck that I had left to play
And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend
And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend
And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend, the end
Riders On The Storm
Riders on the storm riders on the storm
Into this house we're born into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone an actor out on loan
Riders on the storm riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road his brain is squirming like a toad
Take a long holiday let your children play
If you give this man a ride sweet family will die
Killer on the road killer on the road
Girl, you gotta love your man Girl, you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand make him understand
The world on you depends our life will never end
Gotta love your man gotta love your man
Riders on the storm riders on the storm
Into this house we're born into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone an actor out on loan.
Riders on the storm riders on the storm
Riders on the storm riders on the storm
Riders on the storm riders on the storm
Alabama Song (Whisky Bar)
Well, show me the way to the next whisky bar don't ask why don't ask why
Show me the way to the next whisky bar don't ask why don't ask why
For if we don't find the next whisky bar
I tell you we must die I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die
Moon of Alabama we now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama and must have whisky you know why
Moon of Alabama we now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama and must have whisky you know why
Well, show me the way to the next whisky bar don't ask why don't ask why
Show me the way to the next whisky bar don't ask why don't ask why
For if we don't find the next whisky bar
I tell you we must die I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die
Light My Fire
You know that it would be untrue you know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you we couldn't get much higher
Come on light my fire come on light my fire try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through no time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose and our love become a funeral pyre
Come on light my fire come on light my fire try to set the night on fire
You know that it would be untrue you know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you we couldn't get much higher
Come on light my fire come on light my fire try to set the night on fire
Roadhouse Blues
Keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
We're going to the Roadhouse we're gonna have a real good time
Back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that's for the people who like to go down slow
Let it roll, baby, roll let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll let it roll, all night long
You gotta roll, roll, roll you gotta thrill my soul, all right thrill my soul
Ashen lady, ashen lady give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city right now
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
The future's uncertain, and the end is always near
Let it roll, baby, roll let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll let it roll, all night long
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