Continental Drifters - Get Over It Lyrics
Written by mark waltonMain voice: susanProduced by continental driftersReleased on continental drifters (1995)The sheets on your windows wont hide or disguiseThe heat of the moment or the look in your eyesYou buy innuendos and lies.Please dont shout anymoreI cant stand to sit aroundAnd watch you walk out my door.Show some sense and respectLearn to cope and get over it.My walls, well theyre shakin with the sound of your voiceMy floors start to tremble with that talk of divorceWell, you got the right to freedom of choice.Please dont shout anymoreI cant stand to sit aroundAnd watch you slammin my doors.Show some sense and respectLearn to cope and get over it.Please dont shout anymoreI cant stand to sit aroundAnd hear you slammin my doors.Show some sense and respectLearn to cope and get over it.I can hear your drunken rage within my roomOne too many beers, preachin a prophecy of doomMight just bury you in a lonesome tomb.Oh, please dont shout anymoreI cant stand to sit aroundAnd watch you tear down my door.Show some sense and respectLearn to cope and get over it.Get over itGet over it.
