Luyện nghe bài hát PMS Blues

(Dolly Parton)

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

But you know we help it
We even know the cause
But as soon as this part's over, then the menopause
Oh, Lord, Oh,
We're to always be a heap of fun
Like the taking over my body, suffering, suffering, suffering
suffering, huh?

But a woman had to write this song, a man would be to
Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall to
PMS blues
You know we'd for less than that
PMS
You don't want to my path
Cause a pitbull no match
For teeth a clenchin', fluid retention
Head a swellin', can't stop
Got no patience, I'm so
PMS blues, syndrome
Got moods a swingin', tears a slingin'
Nothin' fits me it hits me
Rantin', ravin',
PMS

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