Luyện nghe bài hát PMS Blues

(Dolly Parton)

Eve you woman, you done put your curse on me
Why didn't you just leave that 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 PMS blues
Most times I'm going, some say I'm good as gold
But when I'm PMS I tell ya, I mean and cold
Those not afflicted it are affected just the same
You poor old men didn't have to grin and say "I feel pain"
PMS blues, PMS
You know you must forgive us for we not what we do
I got those can't stop crying, dishes PMS blues

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

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

It's the only time in my I ever think about wishing I'd been a man
But you know that only one thing
If I'd been 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 about it, we could do without it
Got those treat your kids bad, don't you talk
ballistic, unrealistic
Awful lowdown, to be around
PMS