Luyện nghe bài hát PMS Blues

(Dolly Parton)

Eve you woman, you done put your curse on me
Why didn't you just that apple hangin' in the tree
You make us hate our husbands, our and our boss
Why I can't count the good friends I've already lost
Cause of PMS blues, PMS
I don't even like myself, but it's something I help
I got those God almighty, somebody PMS blues
Most times I'm easy going, some say I'm as gold
But when I'm PMS I ya, I turn mean and cold
not afflicted with it are affected just the same
You poor old men have 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 stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues

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

But a woman had to this song, a man would be scared to
Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall to
Those PMS
You know we'd kill for less that
PMS
You don't want to my path
Cause a ain't no match
For these a clenchin', fluid retention
Head a swellin', stop yellin'
Got no patience, I'm so
PMS blues, syndrome
Got those moods a swingin', a slingin'
Nothin' fits me when it 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 only means one
If I'd have been a man, I'd be somewhere right this minute
With old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful woman
With old PMS blues
PMS
I don't want to about it, we both could do without it
Got those treat kids bad, don't you talk back
Gone ballistic,
Awful lowdown, bitch to be
PMS