Honky Tonk Women - Live

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 shoulders
 I just don't seem to drag you off my mind
 It's the ho-o-nky tonk women
 That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
 I laid a divorcee in New York City
 I tried to put up some kind of a fight
 The lady she covered me with roses
 She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
 It's the ho-o-nky tonk women
 Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues woah oh
 Woah, it's the honky tonk, honky tonk women
 That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
 It's the honky tonk, honky tonk women
 That gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
 It's the honky tonk, honky tonk women
 Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
 It's the honky tonk, honky tonk women
 Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
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 You singin' very well, I must say this if good job, Memphis
 You seem to know these songs as well, I'm very pleased with that
 Anytime Chuck boy (one, two...)