Billy Idol

Well I met a little babe
An hour ago
Wonder which way
Which way the wind blows
Loved a little babe in a
Hollywood bungalow
I was rockin' little lady
In the city of light
Yeah hea I'm just another lost angel
In the city of night
City of night
City of night
Woah yeah
L.A. woman
L.A. woman
I said L.A. woman
Oh L.A. woman
Yes L.A. woman sunday afternoon
L.A. woman sunday afternoon
Yes L.A. woman sunday afternoon
I see you ride through your suburbs
Into your blues
Into your blue
Into your blue blue blue blue blue yeah
Into your blues
I see your hair it's burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
Well you know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeway oh hear
Hills and valleys roam baby
Seen em cops in cars and topless bars