Lyrics Get Over It Eagles

I turn on the tube what do i see, a whole lot a people cryin' 'don't blame me' they point their crooked little fingers at everybody else spend all their time feelin' sorry for them selves victim of this, victim of that your momma's too thin; and your 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 ya haven't been the same since ya had your little crash but you might feel better if they gave you some cash the more I think about it, ol' billy was right let's kill all the lawyers- kill 'em tonight you don't wanna work you wanna live like a king but the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing get over it get over it ya don't want to play then you might as well split get over it, get over it it's like going to confession every time i hear you speak your makin' the most of your losin' streak some call it sick, but i call it weak yeah yeah yeah yeah you drag it around like a ball an' 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 ya bitch about the present and blame it on the past i'd like to find your inner child an' 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 some time so why don't you quit get over it, get over it