Текст песни Continental Drifters - Get Over It
Continental Drifters - Get Over It слова песни
Written by Mark Walton
Main Voice: SUSAN
Produced by Continental Drifters
Released on `Continental Drifters` (1995)
The sheets on your windows won`t hide or disguise
The heat of the moment or the look in your eyes
You buy innuendos and lies.
Please don`t shout anymore
I can`t 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 they`re 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 don`t shout anymore
I can`t stand to sit around
And watch you slammin` my doors.
Show some sense and respect
Learn to cope and get over it.
Please don`t shout anymore
I can`t 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 don`t shout anymore
I can`t 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.