Rolling Stones
Honky Tonk Women
I met a gin-soaked bar-room queen in MemphisShe tried to take me upstairs for a rideShe had to heave me right across her shoulder'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mindIt's the honky tonk womenGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk bluesI laid a divorcée in New York CityI had to put up some kind of a fightThe lady then she covered me in rosesShe blew my nose and then she blew my mindIt's the honky tonk womenGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk bluesAll rightIt's the honky tonk womenThat gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk bluesIt's the honky tonk womenGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
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