(M. Jagger/K. Richards). I'm sittin' in a bar tippling a jar in Jackson. And on the street the summer sun it shines. There's many a bar-room queen. I've had 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 laid a divorcee in New York City. I had to put up some kind of a fight. The lady she all dressed me up in roses. She blew my nose and then she blew my mind. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme gimme gimme the honky tonk blues. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme gimme gimme the honky tonk blues. It's the honky tonk women. Gimme gimme gimme thse honky tonk blues.