Honky Tonk Women

I met a gin-soaked
Bar-room queen in Memphis
She tried to take me
Upstairs for a ride

She had to heave me
Right across shoulder
'Cause I just can't seem to
Drink you off my mind

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

I laid a divorcée
In New York City
I had to put up
Some kind of a fight

The lady then she
Covered me with roses
She blew my nose
And then she blew my mind

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme
Alright

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Yeah, it's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme

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