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