Pms Blues Lyrics

Eve you wicked woman you done put your curse on me why didn t you just leave that apple hanging in the tree.

Pms blues lyrics. Lyrics to pms blues by dolly parton. 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 hangin in the tree you make us hate our husbands our lovers and our boss why i can t even count the good friends i ve already lost cause of pms blues pms blues. 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.

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. 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 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.