Sugar
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis
I tried to take her upstairs for a ride
I had to heave her right across my shoulder
I just don't seem to drink you off my mind
Honky tonk, honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Strollin' on the boulevards of Paris
As naked as the day that I will die
The sailors, they're so charming there in Paris
They just don't seem to sail you off my mind
It's a honky tonk, honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Honky tonk, honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Honky tonk, honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues