Lirik Lagu PMS Blues - Dolly Parton
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(Dolly Parton)
Eve you wicked woman, you done put your curse on meWhy didn't you just leave that apple hangin' in the treeYou make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our bossWhy I can't even count the good friends I've already lostCause of PMS blues, PMS bluesI don't even like myself, but it's something I can't helpI got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS bluesMost times I'm easy going, some say I'm good as goldBut when I'm PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and coldThose not afflicted with it are affected just the sameYou poor old men didn't have to grin and say "I feel your pain"PMS blues, PMS bluesYou know you must forgive us for we care not what we doI got those can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues
But you know we can't help itWe don't even know the causeBut as soon as this part's over, then comes the menopauseOh, Lord, Oh, LordWe're going to always be a heap of funLike the devil taking over my body, suffering, suffering, sufferingEverybody's suffering, huh?
But a woman had to write this song, a man would be scared toLest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim toThose PMS bluesYou know we'd kill for less than thatPMS bluesYou don't want to cross my pathCause a pitbull ain't no matchFor these teeth a clenchin', fluid retentionHead a swellin', can't stop yellin'Got no patience, I'm so hatefulPMS blues, premenstrual syndromeGot those moods a swingin', tears a slingin'Nothin' fits me when it hits meRantin', ravin', misbehavin'PMS blues
It's the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I'd been a manBut you know that only means one thingIf I'd have been a man, I'd be somewhere right this very minuteWith some old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful womanWith those old PMS bluesPMS bluesI don't want to talk about it, we both could do without itGot those treat your kids bad, don't you talk backGone ballistic, unrealisticAwful lowdown, bitch to be aroundPMS blues
Eve you wicked woman, you done put your curse on meWhy didn't you just leave that apple hangin' in the treeYou make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our bossWhy I can't even count the good friends I've already lostCause of PMS blues, PMS bluesI don't even like myself, but it's something I can't helpI got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS bluesMost times I'm easy going, some say I'm good as goldBut when I'm PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and coldThose not afflicted with it are affected just the sameYou poor old men didn't have to grin and say "I feel your pain"PMS blues, PMS bluesYou know you must forgive us for we care not what we doI got those can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues
But you know we can't help itWe don't even know the causeBut as soon as this part's over, then comes the menopauseOh, Lord, Oh, LordWe're going to always be a heap of funLike the devil taking over my body, suffering, suffering, sufferingEverybody's suffering, huh?
But a woman had to write this song, a man would be scared toLest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim toThose PMS bluesYou know we'd kill for less than thatPMS bluesYou don't want to cross my pathCause a pitbull ain't no matchFor these teeth a clenchin', fluid retentionHead a swellin', can't stop yellin'Got no patience, I'm so hatefulPMS blues, premenstrual syndromeGot those moods a swingin', tears a slingin'Nothin' fits me when it hits meRantin', ravin', misbehavin'PMS blues
It's the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I'd been a manBut you know that only means one thingIf I'd have been a man, I'd be somewhere right this very minuteWith some old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful womanWith those old PMS bluesPMS bluesI don't want to talk about it, we both could do without itGot those treat your kids bad, don't you talk backGone ballistic, unrealisticAwful lowdown, bitch to be aroundPMS blues
