L.A. Medley

I was gonna say women reaching the age of menopause
I don't know
break!

Ah!
Ugh!

I, Just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around to see which way the wind blow
Met a little girl in a Hollywood bungalow
Lucky little lady in the city of light
Just lost angel
City tonight
City tonight
City tonight
City tonight
Rock!

Ooh!

L.A. woman
L.A. woman
L.A. woman's gonna have to do
L.A. woman's gonna have to do
L.A. woman, have to do
Got me a woman
City of blues
City of blues
City of blues
City of blues

One, two, three, four!

Yeah, I am a poor boy
Looking for a poor girl
Nothing to see
Nothing to do
Gimmie, gimmie your head
Gimmie, gimmie your mind
Gimmie, gimmie your head
Gimmie, gimmie your
Gimmie gimmie this
Gimmie gimmie tha yea yea yea
Yea! Yea! Yeah!

Don't say
??? forever
I don't know
???

I'm just a poor boy
Looking for a poor girl
Nothing to say-say
And there's nothing to do
Gimmie gimmie your head
Gimmie gimmie your mind
Gimmie gimmie your head
Gimmie gimmie your mind
Gimmie gimmie this
Gimmie gimmie tha yea yea yea
Yea! Yea! Yeah!
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Oh!

Today I'm gonna be sick, so sick
Bang my forehead on the sink
Pray oh Christ, Jesus Christ
My head is gonna break, like a bank

And today I'm gonna be sick, so sick
And I'll bang my forehead on the sink
Pray oh Christ, Jesus Christ
My head is gonna break, like a bank!

Nausea
I'm nausea