Pms I Guess

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Took my stitches out Monday, took
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 my cast off today
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Still ain’t got no windshield, 
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cause the insurance won’t pay
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We can get by without all she 
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broke in the house
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That Rambo with a skillet, my 
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normally, sweet loving spouse.


[Verse 2]
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PMS, I guess, what else could it be?
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Cause most of the time she’s so 
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sweet to me
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So cute and so sexy and a bit of a 
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flirt
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Then all of a sudden, a cold 
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wind in a skirt.


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[Verse 3]
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My dog, Fred, | knows when to 
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hide in the woods
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And I’d hide in there with him if 
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only I could
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But me and the kids just try to 
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survive
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And hope when the smoke clears, 
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we’re all still alive.


[Verse 4]
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PMS, I guess, is what made her 
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that way
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Cause most of the time she’s the 
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light of my day
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A great mother, a great lover, so 
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kind and so sweet
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Then right out of nowhere a 
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tornado with feet.


[Verse 5]
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It’s a medical mystery why she 
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loses control
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But most women go through it, or so
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 I’ve been told
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But when the change of life comes, 
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and if I outlive this curse
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There’s a good possibility it’ll 
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only get worse.