L.a. Woman taby ukulele według The Doors

Rytmy: d-xudu-ududuxu-u

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Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
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Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
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Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
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Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
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Or just another lost angel, city of night
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City of night, city of night, city of night, woo, come on

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L.A. woman, L.A. woman
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L.A. woman Sunday afternoon
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L.A. woman Sunday afternoon
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L.A. woman Sunday afternoon

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Drive through your suburbs
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Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
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Into your blue-blue blues
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Into your blues, oh, yeah

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I see your hair is burnin'
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Hills are filled with fire
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If they say I never loved you
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You know they are a liar
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Drivin' down your freeways
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Midnight alleys roam
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Cops in cars, the topless bars
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Never saw a woman
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So alone, so alone
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So alone, so alone

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Motel money murder madness
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Let's change the mood from glad to sadness

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Mister mojo risin', mister mojo risin'
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Mister mojo risin', mister mojo risin'
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Got to keep on risin'
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Mister mojo risin', mister mojo risin'
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Mojo risin', gotta mojo risin'
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Mister mojo risin', gotta keep on risin'
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Risin', risin'
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Gone risin', risin'
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I'm gone risin', risin'
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I gotta risin', risin'
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Well, risin', risin'
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I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin'
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Woah, ohh yeah

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Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
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Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
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Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
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Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light
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Or just another lost angel, city of night
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City of night, city of night, city of night, whoa, come on

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L.A. woman, L.A. woman
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L.A. woman, you're my woman
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Little L.A. woman, little L.A. woman
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L.A. L.A. woman woman
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L.A. woman, come on