| I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis
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| She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
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| She had to heave me right across her shoulder
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| 'Cause I just can’t seem to drink you off my mind
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| It’s the honky tonk women
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| Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
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| I laid a divorcee in New York City
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| I had to put up some kind of a fight
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| The lady then she covered me with roses
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| She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
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| It’s the honky tonk women
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| Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
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| (Yeah) It’s the honky tonk women
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| Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
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| (Yeah) It’s the honky tonk women
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| Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues |