Idol began his music career in late 1976 as a guitarist in the punk rock band Chelsea. However, he soon left the group. With his former bandmate Tony James, Idol formed Generation X. With Idol as lead singer, the band achieved success in the United Kingdom and released three studio albums on Chrysalis Records, then disbanded. In 1981, Idol moved to New York City to pursue his solo career in collaboration with guitarist Steve Stevens. His debut studio album, Billy Idol (1982), was a commercial success. With music videos for singles "Dancing with Myself" and "White Wedding" Idol soon became a staple of then newly-established MTV.
Idol's second studio album, Rebel Yell (1983), was a major commercial success, featuring hit singles "Rebel Yell" and "Eyes Without a Face". The album was certified double platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for shipment of two million copies in the US. In 1986, he released Whiplash Smile. Having accumulated three UK top 10 singles ("Rebel Yell", "White Wedding" and "Mony Mony"), Idol released a 1988 greatest hits album titled Idol Songs: 11 of the Best; the album went platinum in the United Kingdom. Idol then released Charmed Life (1990) and the concept album Cyberpunk (1993).
Idol spent the second half of the 1990s focusing on his personal life out of the public eye. He made a musical comeback with the release of Devil's Playground (2005) and again with Kings & Queens of the Underground (2014).
L.A. Woman
Billy Idol Lyrics
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Wonder which way, which way the wind blows
Loved a little babe in a Hollywood bungalow
I was rockin', little lady, in the city of light
Yeah, hea, I'm just another lost angel
In the city of night
City of night, city of night
Woah, yeah, L.A. woman, L.A. woman
I said L.A. woman, oh, L.A. woman
Yes, L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
Yes, L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
I see you ride through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blue
Into your blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, yeah
Into your blues
I see your hair, it's burning
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
Well, you know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeway, oh, hear
Hills and valleys roam, baby
Seen ’em cops in cars and topless bars
Never saw a woman, ha ha ho, so alone
So alone, so alone, ah, yeah, woah
(Said)
Wine spo-dee-o-dee
She drink my wine spo-dee-o-dee
Ah, wine spo-dee-o-dee, she drinkin' wine
Spo-dee-o-dee all day
I took my motor bike out and went for a ride
Slit the throat of the first babe who lied
See it, it's twice his size, ooh
Wine spo-dee-o-dee alright
Wine spo-dee-o-dee all day
Wine spo-dee-o-dee
Well, she drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee
It's good for her body
Wine spo-dee-o-dee
Another lost angel
(Angel, angel)
In the city of night
City of night, city of night
City of light
C'mon, L.A. woman, c'mon
L.A. woman, c'mon
L.A. woman, c'mon, yeah
I said you’re my woman, that's right
I said you’re my woman
I said you’re my woman, that's right
I said you’re my woman
I said L.A. woman, that's right
I said you’re my woman
I said you’re my woman
The song "L.A. Woman" by Billy Idol is a tribute to the city of Los Angeles, particularly the nightlife and the women he encounters there. The lyrics describe the singer meeting a woman in a Hollywood bungalow and being captivated by her. The recurring line "L.A. woman" represents the allure and mystique of the city's women, with the mention of Sunday afternoon adding a touch of melancholy and nostalgia.
The second verse takes on a darker tone, with references to fires in the hills and the singer's motorcycle ride leading him to slit the throat of a woman who lied. The inclusion of "Wine Spo-Dee-O-Dee" is a nod to blues musician Stick McGhee, who wrote the song and influenced Idols' music.
The third verse sees the singer driving down the freeway and observing the loneliness of the women he passes, juxtaposed against the cops and topless bars he sees. The final repetition of "L.A. woman" is a declaration of possession, with the singer claiming the woman he met earlier as his own.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, I met a little babe an hour ago
I met a girl recently
Wonder which way, which way the wind blows
I'm unsure of what the future holds with this girl
Loved a little babe in a Hollywood bungalow
I had a romantic encounter with this girl in a Hollywood bungalow
I was rockin', little lady, in the city of light
We had a great time together in Los Angeles
Yeah, hea, I'm just another lost angel
I feel like I'm lost in this city
In the city of night
Los Angeles is known as the city of night
City of night, city of night
Reiterating that the city is known as the city of night
Woah, yeah, L.A. woman, L.A. woman
The girl I met is from Los Angeles
I said L.A. woman, oh, L.A. woman
Reiterating that the girl is from Los Angeles
Yes, L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
I'm reminiscing about a Sunday afternoon I spent with this girl
L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
Reiterating that it was with the L.A. woman on a Sunday afternoon
Yes, L.A. woman, Sunday afternoon
Reiterating that it was with the L.A. woman on a Sunday afternoon
I see you ride through your suburbs
I see the L.A. woman driving through her neighborhoods
Into your blues, into your blue
She seems to be in a blue mood
I see your hair, it's burning
I see her fiery spirit through her hair
Hills are filled with fire
There's a lot of passion in this city
If they say I never loved you
If anyone says I never loved the L.A. woman
Well, you know they are a liar
They're lying
Drivin' down your freeway, oh, hear
I'm driving down the L.A. freeways
Hills and valleys roam, baby
There are hills and valleys throughout the city
Seen ’em cops in cars and topless bars
I've seen police cars and strip clubs in the city
Never saw a woman, ha ha ho, so alone
But I've never seen a woman who seems as lonely as the L.A. woman
So alone, so alone, ah, yeah, woah
Emphasizing how alone the L.A. woman seems to be
(Said) Wine spo-dee-o-dee
Changing the subject to something more positive, talking about drinking wine
She drink my wine spo-dee-o-dee
The L.A. woman drinks my wine
Ah, wine spo-dee-o-dee, she drinkin' wine
Reiterating that she's drinking wine
Spo-dee-o-dee all day
She drinks wine all day
I took my motor bike out and went for a ride
I took a bike ride
Slit the throat of the first babe who lied
Using hyperbole to convey my anger if someone were to lie to me
See it, it's twice his size, ooh
Referring to my motorcycle, which is large
Wine spo-dee-o-dee alright
Going back to talking about drinking wine
Wine spo-dee-o-dee all day
Reiterating that she drinks wine all day
Wine spo-dee-o-dee
Continuing to talk about wine
Well, she drinkin' wine spo-dee-o-dee
Reiterating that she drinks wine
It's good for her body
Joking that drinking wine is good for her health
Another lost angel
Referring to myself again as a lost angel
(Angel, angel)
Emphasizing that I'm an angel
C'mon, L.A. woman, c'mon
Encouraging the L.A. woman to join me
L.A. woman, c'mon
Reiterating that I want her to join me
L.A. woman, c'mon, yeah
Adding emphasis that I want her to join me
I said you’re my woman, that's right
Claiming the L.A. woman as my own
I said you’re my woman
Reiterating that she belongs to me
I said you’re my woman, that's right
Confirming that she is indeed my woman
I said L.A. woman, that's right
Reiterating that she's an L.A. woman
I said you’re my woman
Finalizing that she's mine
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Jim Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Robert A Krieger
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