Honkey Tonk Women

The 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 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...