Honky Tonk Women The Flying Burrito Brothers

I met a gin-soaked barroom queen in Jackson
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
There's many a barroom queen I've seen in Jackson
But 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 later hitched a plane to San Francisco
I had to get in some kind of a fight
The ladies they all dress me up in roses
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind

Oh the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

I treat 'em to a freak in San Francisco
The weather there was clear and it was fine
I tried to take a week down in San Francisco
But frankly people I don't have the time

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

It's the honky tonk women
Well gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues