A humourous look at the anguish some women experience at the wrong time of the month. Driving groove, heavy on ride cymbal. Fast rapped lyrics.
||Electronic - Dance, Rap - General
||Medium (111 - 130)
|| Stressed, Fuming
|| Frustration, Sleep, Tired, Fatigued
||2000 and later
My back?s achin, my bra?s too tight, my hips are shakin from left to right
My afro comb, my saxophone, let?s get it on right on right on
My kids tell me I scream a lot, I can?t sop eating that chocolate
For chocolate I walk a lot, and that is why I talk a lot!
My boyfriend says I look a mess, I just cant fit into this dress
Damn my ass! I must confess, I wish I weighed a little less!
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