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 apple in the tree
You make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our
Why I can't even count the friends I've already lost
Cause of PMS blues, PMS
I don't like myself, but it's something I can't help
I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS
Most I'm easy going, some say I'm good as gold
But when I'm PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and
Those not afflicted with it are affected the same
You poor old men didn't have to grin and say "I feel pain"
PMS blues, PMS
You you must forgive us for we care not what we do
I got can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues

But you know we can't it
We don't even know the
But as soon as this over, then comes 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 kill for less than that
PMS
You don't to cross my path
Cause a pitbull ain't no
For these teeth a clenchin', fluid
Head a swellin', can't stop
Got no patience, I'm so
PMS blues, premenstrual
Got moods a swingin', tears a slingin'
Nothin' fits me when it me
Rantin', ravin',
PMS

It's the only time in my life I ever think wishing I'd been a man
But you know only means one thing
If I'd been a man, I'd be somewhere right this very minute
With old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful woman
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
Gone ballistic,
lowdown, bitch to be around
PMS