Pms Blues Lyrics
Those pms blues you know we d kill for less than that pms blues you don t want to cross my path cause a pitbull ain t no match for these teeth a clenchin fluid retention head a swellin can t stop yellin got no patience i m so hateful pms blues premenstrual syndrome got those moods a swingin tears a slingin nothin fits me when it hits me.
Pms blues lyrics. Those pms blues you know we d kill for less than that pms blues you don t want to cross my path cause a pitbull ain t no match for these teeth a clenchin fluid retention head a swellin can t stop yellin got no patience i m so hateful pms blues premenstrual syndrome got those moods a swingin tears a slingin nothin fits me when it hits me. Lyrics to pms blues by dolly parton. Pms blues lyrics dolly parton eve you wicked woman you done put your curse on me why didn t you just leave that apple hangin in the tree you make us hate our husbands our lovers and our boss. I don t even like myself but it s something i can t help i got those god almighty slap somebody pms blues most times i m easy going some say i m good as gold but when i m pms i tell ya i turn mean and cold those not afflicted with it are affected just the same you poor old men didn t have to grin and say i feel your pain pms blues pms blues you know you must forgive us for we care not what we do i got those can t stop crying dishes flying pms blues but you know we can t help it we.
Cause of pms blues pms blues i don t even like myself but it s something i can t help i got those god almighty slap somebody pms blues most times i m easy going some say i m good as gold but when i pms i tell ya i turn mean and cold those not afflicted with it are affected just the same you poor ol men just have to grin and say i feel your pain pms blues. Those pms blues you know we d kill for less than that pms blues you don t want to cross my path cause a pitbull ain t no match for these teeth a clenchin fluid retention head a swellin can t stop yellin got no patience i m so hateful pms blues premenstrual syndrome got those moods a swingin tears a slingin nothin fits me when it hits me. Eve you wicked woman you done put your curse on me why didn t you just leave that apple hanging in the tree.