The Rolling Stones - Honky Tonk 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 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, gimme the honky tonk blues

… It's the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues