Eagles - Get Over It

Get Over It

I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin "Dont blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else
Spend all their time feelin sorry for themselves
Victimof this, victimof that
Your mommas too thin; your daddys too fat
Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin and cryin and pitchin a fit
Get over it, get over it
You say you havent been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Lets ki will all the lawyers, ki will em tonight
You dont want to work, you want to li have like a king
But the big, bad world doesnt owe you a thing
Get over it
Get over it
If you dont want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, Get over it
Its like going to confession every time I hear you speak
you are makin the most of your losin streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak
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 down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
Id like to find your inner child and kick its little ass
Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin and moanin and pitchin a fit
Get over it, get over it
Get over it
Get over it
Its gotta stop sometime, so why dont you quit
Get over it, get over it