Lyric Pms Blues
Eve you wicked woman, you done put your curse on me
Why didn t you just leave that apple hangin in the tree
You make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our boss
Why I can t even count the good friends I ve already lost
Cause of PMS blues, PMS blues
I don t even like myself, but it s something I can t help
I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS blues
Most times I m easy going, some say I m good as gold
But when I m PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and cold
Those not afflicted with it are affected just the same
You poor old men didn t have to grin and say "I feel your pain"
PMS blues, PMS blues
You know you must forgive us for we care not what we do
I got those can t stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues
But you know we can t help it
We don t even know the cause
But as soon as this part s over, then comes the menopause
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord
We re going to always be a heap of fun
Like the devil taking over my body, suffering, suffering, suffering
Everybody s suffering, huh?
But a woman had to write this song, a man would be scared to
Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim to
Those PMS blues
You know we d kill for less than that
PMS blues
You don t want to cross my path
Cause a pitbull ain t no match
For these teeth a clenchin , fluid retention
Head a swellin , can t stop yellin
Got no patience, I m so hateful
PMS blues, premenstrual syndrome
Got those moods a swingin , tears a slingin
Nothin fits me when it hits me
Rantin , ravin , misbehavin
PMS blues
It s the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I d been a man
But you know that only means one thing
If I d have been a man, I d be somewhere right this very minute
With some old cranky, naggin , raggin hateful woman
With those old PMS blues
PMS blues
I don t want to talk about it, we both could do without it
Got those treat your kids bad, don t you talk back
Gone ballistic, unrealistic
Awful lowdown, bitch to be around
PMS blues
Why didn t you just leave that apple hangin in the tree
You make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our boss
Why I can t even count the good friends I ve already lost
Cause of PMS blues, PMS blues
I don t even like myself, but it s something I can t help
I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS blues
Most times I m easy going, some say I m good as gold
But when I m PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and cold
Those not afflicted with it are affected just the same
You poor old men didn t have to grin and say "I feel your pain"
PMS blues, PMS blues
You know you must forgive us for we care not what we do
I got those can t stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues
But you know we can t help it
We don t even know the cause
But as soon as this part s over, then comes the menopause
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord
We re going to always be a heap of fun
Like the devil taking over my body, suffering, suffering, suffering
Everybody s suffering, huh?
But a woman had to write this song, a man would be scared to
Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim to
Those PMS blues
You know we d kill for less than that
PMS blues
You don t want to cross my path
Cause a pitbull ain t no match
For these teeth a clenchin , fluid retention
Head a swellin , can t stop yellin
Got no patience, I m so hateful
PMS blues, premenstrual syndrome
Got those moods a swingin , tears a slingin
Nothin fits me when it hits me
Rantin , ravin , misbehavin
PMS blues
It s the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I d been a man
But you know that only means one thing
If I d have been a man, I d be somewhere right this very minute
With some old cranky, naggin , raggin hateful woman
With those old PMS blues
PMS blues
I don t want to talk about it, we both could do without it
Got those treat your kids bad, don t you talk back
Gone ballistic, unrealistic
Awful lowdown, bitch to be around
PMS blues
