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 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.
(Yeah!)
It's the honky tonk women.
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk
blues.
(Yeah!)
It's the honky tonk women.
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk
blues.