Eve you wicked woman you done put your curse on me

Why didn't you just leave that apple hanging 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

I don't even like myself but it's something I can't help

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 cause we care not what we do

Got those can't stop crying dishes flying PMS blues



But you know we can't help it we don't even know the cause

But as soon as this part's over then comes the menopause

Oh Lord oh Lord we're going to always be a heap of fun

Like the devil taking over my body suffering suffering suffering

Everybody's suffering huh



But a woman had to write this song a man would be scared to

Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim to 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

Rantin' ravin' misbehavin' PMS blues



It's the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I'd been a man

But you know that only means one thing

If I'd have been a man I'd be somewhere right this very minute

With some old cranky naggin' raggin' hateful woman



With those old PMS blues PMS blues

I don't want to talk about it we both could do without it

Got those treat your kids bad don't you talk back

Gone ballistic unrealistic

Awful lowdown bitch to be around PMS blues