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GET OVER IT

Glenn Frey, Don Henley

Turn on the tube, what do I see?
A whole lotta people cryin' don't blame me.
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else.
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves.
Victim of this, victim of that.
Your momma's too thin and you're daddy's 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 haven't 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
Let's kill all the lawyers; kill 'em tonight.
You don't want to work you want to live like a king
But the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing.

Get over it.
Get over it.
If you don't wanna play then you might as well quit.
Get over it.
Get over it.

It's like goin' to confession every time I hear you speak.
You're makin' the most of your losin streak;
some call it sick, but I call it weak.
Yeah yeah yeah

Now you draggin' around like a ball-and-chain.
You wallow in the guilt, you wallow in the pain.
You wear it like a badge; you wear it like a crown.
Got you're mind in the gutter bringin' everybody down.
You bitch about the present and blame it on the past.
I'd like to find you're inner child and kick it's 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.
It's gotta stop sometime so why don't you quit?
Get over it.
Get over it.

you can find the guitar tabs for this song at Dansm's Eagles Tabs Page