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Eve you wicked woman

You done put your

Curse on me
Why didn't you

J ust leave that apple

Hangin' in the tree
And our boss

Why I can't even count

The good friends
'Cause PMS Blues
PMS Blues
I don't even like myself

But it's something I

can't help
Got. those God. Almighty

Slap somebody
PMS Blues
Oh Lord.

Most times I'm easy goin'

Some say I'm good. as gold
But when I'm PMS'n

I tell ya' I turn mean

and cold
Those not afflicted with it
Are affected. just the same

You poor old. men
PMS Blues
Oh Lord
I got those can't

stop cryin'
Dishes ilyin'
But as soon as this

part's over

Then comes menopause
We're always gonna be a

heap of fun

Feels like the devil takin'
Over my body
Suiierin' suiierin' suiierin'

Everybody's suiierin'
A woman had to write

this song

A man would be scared to
Lest he be called

a chauvinist

0r become victim to
PMS Blues
Oh Lord
You don't wanna cross

my path
Got no patience

I'm so hateful

PMS Blues
Got those moods

a swingin'

Tears a slingin'
Nothin' fits me

When it hits me

Rantin' ravin' misbehavin'
PMS Blues
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Title
PMS Blues
Artist
Dolly Parton
Brand
Nashville Sound
(4 Other Versions)
Code
NS24-11
Genres
ballad, bluegrass, country, country pop, folk, gospel, pop