Get Over It — текст песни (continental drifters)

Written by mark walton

Main voice: susan

Produced by continental drifters

Released on continental drifters (1995)



The sheets on your windows wont hide or disguise

The heat of the moment or the look in your eyes

You buy innuendos and lies.



Please dont shout anymore

I cant stand to sit around

And watch you walk out my door.



Show some sense and respect

Learn to cope and get over it.



My walls, well theyre shakin with the sound of your voice

My floors start to tremble with that talk of divorce

Well, you got the right to freedom of choice.



Please dont shout anymore

I cant stand to sit around

And watch you slammin my doors.



Show some sense and respect

Learn to cope and get over it.



Please dont shout anymore

I cant stand to sit around

And hear you slammin my doors.



Show some sense and respect

Learn to cope and get over it.



I can hear your drunken rage within my room

One too many beers, preachin a prophecy of doom

Might just bury you in a lonesome tomb.



Oh, please dont shout anymore

I cant stand to sit around

And watch you tear down my door.



Show some sense and respect

Learn to cope and get over it.



Get over it

Get over it.