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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
Cause I just cant seem to drink you off my mind
Its 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
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