Text: Mary J. Blige. PMS.

I wanna talk to the ladies tonight
About a situation I'm pretty sure
Y'all will be able to relate to
Trust me

Today I'm not feelin pretty
See I'm feeling quite ugly
Havin' one of those days
When I can't make up my mind
So don't even look at me
See I don't wanna hear your problems
Cause I'm having some of my own
I know it's not your fault
That I'm feelin' down
I just wanna be left alone

Down and out in depression
I think the worst of everything
My lower back is aching
And my clothes don't fit (oh shit)
Now ain't that a bitch

Got an attitude and I aint talkin' to you
Only if the shoe fits
I don't care what you think about me
I don't need you crawling 'round me
No don't need your sympathy, no
I don't need it, no no

PMS

Goin' through something tonight
Somethin' that they all need to understand
Where I'm coming from tonight
See I'm PMS-ing
Told you, you would be able to relate tonight
My lower back is aching
PMS
And I don't know what I'm gonna do next
I'm full of stress
I want y'all to hear what I'm sayin
PMS, PMS, PMS

Understand what I'm sayin' tonight
Understand where I'm comin from
Feelin' really bitchy yeah
And I don't feel like be a nice to nobody
Don't feel like smilin' no
Don't feel like smilin' no no
See I already know that I'm fucked up
PMS I know I'm fucked up
And I don't need you to remind me
See cause PMS is takin' over right now
if you understand, understand where I'm comin from
Sing along
PMS
This is the worst part of everything
The worst part of being a woman is PMS
Give me a brake, give me a brake
Cause I don't wanna have to set it on ya
I set it on ya
Get away, get away, get away, get away
Get Away cause I'm pms-ing