Got a black magic woman
Got a black magic woman
I’ve got a black magic woman
Got me so blind I can’t see
that she’s a black magic woman
She’s trying to make a devil out of me
Don’t turn your back on me baby
Don’t turn your back on me baby
Yes don’t turn your back on me baby
Stop messing ’round with your tricks
Don’t turn your back on me baby
You just might pick up my magic sticks
Got your spell on me baby
Got your spell on me baby
Yes you got your spell on me baby
Turning my heart into stone
I need you so bad, magic woman
I can’t leave you alone
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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
Motel Money Murder Madness
Let’s change the mood from glad to sadness
Mr. Mojo Risin’, Mr. Mojo Risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’, Mr. Mojo Risin’
Got to keep on risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’, Mr. Mojo Risin’
Mojo Risin’, gotta Mojo Risin’
Mr. Mojo Risin’, gotta keep on risin’
Risin’, risin’
Gone risin’, risin’
I’m gone risin’, risin’
I gotta risin’, risin’
Well, risin’, risin’
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin’
Woah, ohh yeah
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
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Count backwards 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Before you get too heated and turned on (this guy)
You should’ve learned your lessons all them times before
You’ve been bruised, you’ve been broken
Then there’s my mind saying, think before you go
Through that door it could lead to nowhere (this guy)
Has got you all romantic crazy in your head
Do you think I listen? No, I don’t care
Cuz’ I can’t focus I can’t stop
You got me spinning round, round, round, round (like a record)
I Can’t focus it’s too hot (inside)
You’ll never get to Heaven, if your scared of gettin’ high
(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down
I’m a red-blooded woman, what’s the point of hanging around?
(Boy, boy)
Don’t wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you (yea)
(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down
I’m a red-blooded woman, what’s the point of hanging around?
(Boy, boy)
Don’t wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you
My conscience saying, get down off the streets
It’s too dangerous and deadly (this guy)
Has got you talking around in circles can’t you see,
All for the sake of sexy (lovin’ it)
Then there’s my sense saying stop before you fall
I don’t wanna pick you up again (this guy)
Has got you all romantic, crazier each day
Do you think I listen? There’s no way
Cuz’ I can’t focus I can’t stop
You got me spinning round, round, round, round (like a record)
I Can’t focus it’s too hot (inside)
You’ll never get to Heaven, if your scared of getting high
(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down
I’m a red-blooded woman, what’s the point of hanging around?
(Boy, boy)
Don’t wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you (yea)
(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down
I’m a red-blooded woman, what’s the point of hanging around?
(Boy, boy)
Don’t wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you
Let me keep freaking around (freaking around, freaking around)
Red-blooded woman
It’s too hot inside
You’ll never get to heaven if you’re scared of gettin’ high
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Freaking around
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Freaking around
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Freaking around
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (this girl wants to rock with you)
Freaking around
(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around I wanna get down
I’m a red blooded woman, what’s the point in hanging around?
Don’t wanna keep turning it down When this girl wants to rock with you
(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around I wanna get down
I’m a red blooded woman, what’s the point in hanging around?
Don’t wanna keep turning it down when this girl wants to rock with you