Pms Blues Lyrics - Dolly Parton

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 

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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 

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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