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 her shoulder 'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind It's the honky tonk women That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues I'll yell you, divorcee in New York City I had to put up some kind of a fight I laid her, then she covered me well in roses She blew my nose and then she blew my mind It's the honky tonk women That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues, alright y'all It's the honky tonk women That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues It's the hon-honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, they gimme the honky tonk blues