Y ya que venimos hablando de eso, qué mejor que darnos una vuelta en un Mustang con Jimbo y los Doors por la soleada California... 
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 
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman 
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon 
Drive thru your suburbs 
Into your blues, into your blues
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 
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' 
Risin', risin' 
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