Luyện nghe bài hát PMS Blues

(Dolly Parton)

Eve you wicked woman, you done put curse on me
Why you just leave that apple hangin' in the tree
You us hate our husbands, our lovers and our boss
Why I even 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, say I'm good as gold
But when I'm PMS I ya, I turn mean and cold
Those not 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 forgive us for we care not what we do
I got those can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS

But you know we help it
We don't know the cause
But as soon as part's over, then comes the menopause
Oh, Lord, Oh,
We're going to be a heap of fun
Like the taking over 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 fall victim to
PMS blues
You know we'd kill for less than
PMS
You don't want to my path
a pitbull ain't no match
For these teeth a clenchin', retention
Head a swellin', can't yellin'
Got no patience, I'm so
PMS blues, premenstrual
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 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' woman
With those old PMS
PMS
I don't want to talk about it, we both could do it
Got those treat your kids bad, don't you back
ballistic, unrealistic
Awful lowdown, bitch to be
PMS