Track byThe Rolling Stones
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 a honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. I layed a divorcee in New York City, I had to put up some kind of a fight. The lady then she covered me in Rose's, She blew my nose and then she blew my mind. It's a honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. <♪> It's a honky tonk honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. It's a honky tonk honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. <♪>