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