Luyện nghe bài hát PMS Blues

(Dolly Parton)

Eve you wicked woman, you put your curse on me
Why you just leave that apple hangin' in the tree
You make us our husbands, our lovers and our boss
Why I can't even the good friends I've already lost
Cause of PMS blues, PMS
I don't even like myself, but it's something I can't
I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS
Most times I'm easy going, some say I'm as gold
But when I'm PMS I ya, I turn mean and cold
Those not with it are affected just the same
You poor old men didn't to grin and say "I feel your pain"
PMS blues, PMS
You know you must us for we care not what we do
I got those can't stop crying, dishes PMS blues

But you we can't help it
We don't know the cause
But as soon as this part's over, comes the menopause
Oh, Lord, Oh,
We're going to always be a of fun
the devil taking over my body, suffering, suffering, suffering
Everybody's suffering,

But a woman had to this song, a man would be scared to
he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim to
Those PMS
You we'd kill for less than that
PMS
You don't to cross my path
Cause a pitbull no match
For these a clenchin', fluid retention
a swellin', can't stop yellin'
Got no patience, I'm so
PMS blues, syndrome
Got those a swingin', tears a slingin'
fits me when it hits me
Rantin', ravin',
PMS

It's the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I'd a man
But you know that only means one
If I'd have a man, I'd be somewhere right this very minute
With some old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful
those old PMS blues
PMS
I don't want to talk it, we both could do without it
Got those treat your kids bad, you talk back
ballistic, unrealistic
Awful lowdown, to be around
PMS