The Rolling Stones - Honky Tonk Woman (HQ)

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 ya 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 roses,
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind.
Hey!

(It's a-honky tonk women.)
(Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.)
Yeah, all right.

[Instrumental break.]

(It's a-honk-) It's a hon- (it's a) honky tonk (-ky tonk women.)
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.

(It's a-honk-) It's a hon- (it's a) honky tonk (-ky tonk women.)
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.