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...
