Songtext:
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis, Transparente Folie She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had to heave me right across her shoulder But I just can't seem to drink you off my mind.
She's a honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
I played 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
She's a honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
She's a honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
She's a honky tonk women. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
