The Rolling Stones - Honky Tonky 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 divorcée 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 It’s the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues All right! It’s the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues It’s the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues