LA woman sunday afternoon drive through you suburbs
C D
into your blues. into your blues.
C D
into your blue, blue, blue, into your blues Oh yeah
Now the guitar plays this part under these words.
D C D C D C
I See your hair is burning
D C D C D C
Hills are filled with fire.
D C D C D C
If they say I never loved you
D C D C D C
You know they are a liar.
D C D C D C (Switch back to chords)
Drivin down your freeway
D C D C D C
Midnight alleys roam.
D
Cops in cars the topless bars, never saw a woman
C D
So alone, so alone
Back to guitar echoing the voice.
Motel money murder madness
Lets change the mood from glad to sadness.
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