I had a little girl about an hour ago.
Took a look around to make sure nobody knows
Had the little girl in my Hollywood bungalow
She was knocked up that night in the city of lights
Then the big thing comes
She's saying it's mine
She's saying it's mine
She's saying it's mine
She's saying it's mine

Little Woman
Little Woman
Little Woman on an afternoon
Little Woman on an afternoon
She's under the covers
In the nude
In the nude
In the nude
In the nude

I rub her hair like fire
Her Hills, touched with desire
If they say I never loved her
They're probably not a liar.

They chased me down the freeway
Midnight jailbirds roam
Cops in cars, the choppers called
Because of the woman
So I'm gone
So I'm gone
So I'm gone
So I'm gone

My hearts burnin', burnin' with madness
A chain of gloom turns into sadness

Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Got to keep on hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Mister Jow Blow's hidin'
Got to keep on hidin'
Hidin', hidin'
Hidin', hidin'
Hidin', hidin'
Hidin', hidin'
Hidin', hidin'

I had another girl about an hour ago.
Took a look around to make sure nobody knows
Had the little girl in my Hollywood bungalow
She was knocked up that night in the city of lights
Then the big thing comes
She's saying it's mine
She's saying it's mine
She's saying it's mine
She's saying it's mine

Little Woman (repeats and varies)