vicjagger
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I hope Jim Morrison isn't rolling over....
Romo's Duet w/ Jessica:
Romo:
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, c'mon
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive thru 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
First downs, touchdowss, so much badness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness
Jessica:
Mr. Mojo Romo, Mr. Mojo Romo
Mr. Mojo Romo, Mr. Mojo Romo
Got to keep on ridin'
Mr. Mojo Romo, Mr. Mojo Romo
Mojo Romo, gotta Mojo Romo
Mr. Mojo Romo, gotta keep on ridin'
Ridin', ridin'
Gone ridin', ridin'
I'm gone ridin', ridin'
I gotta ridin', ridin'
Well, ridin', ridin'
I gotta, wooo, yeah, ridin'
Woah, ohh yeah
Romo:
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, c'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 c'mon
Romo's Duet w/ Jessica:
Romo:
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, c'mon
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive thru 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
First downs, touchdowss, so much badness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness
Jessica:
Mr. Mojo Romo, Mr. Mojo Romo
Mr. Mojo Romo, Mr. Mojo Romo
Got to keep on ridin'
Mr. Mojo Romo, Mr. Mojo Romo
Mojo Romo, gotta Mojo Romo
Mr. Mojo Romo, gotta keep on ridin'
Ridin', ridin'
Gone ridin', ridin'
I'm gone ridin', ridin'
I gotta ridin', ridin'
Well, ridin', ridin'
I gotta, wooo, yeah, ridin'
Woah, ohh yeah
Romo:
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, c'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 c'mon