When the End of the Month Rolls Around

Tune: The Caissons Go Rolling Along (The Army Song/The Field Artillery Song)

 

You can tell by the stain that she's in a lot of pain
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell by her stance she's got cotton in her pants
When the end of the month rolls around.

CHORUS:
For it's hi, hi, hee, in the Kotex industry,
Shout out your sizes loud and strong:
Junior, Regular, Super-Duper, Bale of Hay!
For where e're we go you will always know
When the end of the month rolls around.

You can tell by her walk that you'll sit around and talk
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell by the blotch that she's got a leaky crotch
When the end of the month rolls around.

You can tell by her eyes there is blood between her thighs
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell by her pout that her eggs are falling out
When the end of the month rolls around.

You can tell by her stance that she's bleeding in her pants
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell that it itches by the way she always bitches
When the end of the month rolls around.

You can bet it ain't sweat when her underwear is wet
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell by the stink that she isn't in the pink
When the end of the month rolls around.

Keywords: menstruation