I think I have said this before in my blog but in case I haven't written it but just thought about writing it, here it is for the first time (it could be the fifth time but you know how us old people say the same thing over and over again). I realize for most of my life I have just tuned into the beat of songs because I love to dance, and since I can't and luckily don't sing, I haven't often paid attention to the words. This morning while doing my dance exercise and rocking out to the song Get Over It by the Eagles, I was so surprised at how profound the lyrics are. Who knew? All the rest of you, of course. Anyway, here are the lyrics to chew on. It is definitely food for thought.
I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; 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 you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work; you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing
Get over it
Get over it
If you 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
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak
You drag it around like a ball and 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
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ***
Get over it
Get over it
All this *****in' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
Get over it
Get over it
It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it
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