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 Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky-tonk blues I laid a divorcee in New York City I had to put up some kind of a fight The lady then she covered me in roses She blew my nose, and then she blew my mind (hey) It's the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky-tonk blues Alright It's the honky tonk, honky-tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky-tonk blues It's the honky tonk, honky-tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky-tonk blues (Whoo!)