P.M.S.

Well, Tom came home from work, he found Maria on the floor
She said, “You didn’t take the trash out; You don’t Love me anymore
I’m fat, I know you think so. My life is such a mess.”
Poor Tom had fallen prey to…a little thing called PMS.

Well, I stepped into my closet and nothing fit at all
I said, “I think I need new clothes,” and so I struck out for the mall
Five hours later on I headed home in tears and stress
Oh, ladies, don’t go shopping with your buddy, PMS.

PMS, pre-menstrual syndrome, don’t mess with me today
They say Eve got a load of them apples
and now all mankind must pay
Why did she have a craving for that fruit, I think you’d guess
For a few days of each month, guys, blame it all on PMS.

PMS – PMS – PMS

Well, Lizzie Borden had it. I think Lorena had it, too.
So, guys, if you’re not careful, she’ll be coming after you
Just tiptoe ‘round your partner, compliment her dress
‘Cause you don’t stand a chance against three letters, PMS.