We ought to buy you a Cadillac
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes
Got those nice copper pipes, got an ex
What a pain, well, it's all a crying shame
Ain't it just a bitch?
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Makes you cry while the milk still spills
(Get over it)
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
(Get over it)
Aren't you such a catch?
Oh, your wounds are full of salt
Lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags
Had it up to the gills
Well, it's all somebody's fault
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Makes you cheat, slipping change from the till
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Got a room for the night
Every thing's a stress and what's more
(Get over it)
Got a job, got a life
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get over it, get over it, oh
Get over it, get over it, oh
What a prize, got a body like a battle axe
Oh, it's such a drag, what a chore
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
You better find someone to blame
What left to do but complain?
Got a four door and a faithless wife
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Lot of naggin' old hags
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Make you sick, make you ill
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
