Eagles - Get Over İtadd

A#I turn on the tube and what do I seeA whole lotta people cryin Don t blame me
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin sorry for themselvesD#Victim of this victim of thatFYour momma s too thin; your daddy s too fatA#Get over it C#Get over it D#All this whinin and cryin and pitchin a fitA#Get over it get over itA# C# D# D pauseA#You say you haven t been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it Old Billy was right
(harmony)
Let s kill all the lawyers-- kill em tonightD#You don t want to work; you want to live like a kingFBut the big bad world doesn t owe you a thingA#Get over it C#Get over it D#If you don t want to play then you might as well splitA#Get over it get over itA# C# D# A#.. A# C# D# A# .. A# A#G# A# (drums)
It s like going to a confession every time I hear you speakG#You re makin the most of your losin streakF FSome call it sick but I call it weak (get over it page 2 )A#You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter bringin everybody downC#Bitch about the present and blame it on the past.D#I d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass .. yeh yeh yehA#Get over it C#Get over it D#All this bitchin and moanin and pitchin a fitA#Get over it get over itA#Get over it C#Get over it D#Its gotta stop sometimes so why don t you quitA#Get over it get over it (pause) (come back guitar first all 1/2 later)A# C# D# A#.. A# C# D# A# (pause guitar) ...(all play F D# C# A#) ...
Drum roll .... get over it (stop)