Honky Tonk Woman

SugarI 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 don't seem to drink you off my mindIt's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk bluesI played a divorcee 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 bluesIt's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk bluesIt's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues