Intro: 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 'Cos 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 divorcee 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 Guitar Solo: 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 blue