Eagles - Get Over İtadd

GI 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 themselvesCVictim of this victim of thatDYour momma s too thin; your daddy s too fatGGet over it A#Get over it CAll this whinin and cryin and pitchin a fitGGet over it get over itG A# C D pauseGYou 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 tonightCYou don t want to work; you want to live like a kingDBut the big bad world doesn t owe you a thingGGet over it A#Get over it CIf you don t want to play then you might as well splitGGet over it get over itG A# C G.. G A# C G .. G GF G (drums)
It s like going to a confession every time I hear you speakFYou re makin the most of your losin streakD DSome call it sick but I call it weak (get over it page 2 )GYou 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 downA#Bitch about the present and blame it on the past.CI d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass .. yeh yeh yehGGet over it A#Get over it CAll this bitchin and moanin and pitchin a fitGGet over it get over itGGet over it A#Get over it CIts gotta stop sometimes so why don t you quitGGet over it get over it (pause) (come back guitar first all 1/2 later)G A# C G.. G A# C G (pause guitar) ...(all play D C A# G) ...
Drum roll .... get over it (stop)