Try Getting Over You
Try Getting Over You
(Written by Paul Nelson / Craig Wiseman)
Well, I see you still remember our old number
No, there's noone here but me tonight
And I guess you're gonna talk about your problems
In your never-ending search for Mr. Right
Well you say them single bars are awful crowded
With all the fools, the fashions, and the fads
And 'tween the pickup lines, the cheap wine, and the losers
Sometimes you almost want what we once had
Girl, you think you've got it bad
Chorus:
Well, try getting over you
If you want something hard to do
I can't believe you'd call me up
Just to say you've got it rough
Girl, you haven't got a clue
Try getting over you
So it's another Friday night with all its troubles
Where to go and what you're gonna wear
And you've got to pick your lipstick and your high heels
And figure out someway to fix your hair
Lord the burden that you bear
Chorus:
Try getting over you
If you want something hard to do
I can't believe you'd call me up
Just to say you've got it rough
Girl, you haven't got a clue
Try standing in my place
Where the tears roll down your face
Come and take one bitter taste
Of the hell I'm going through
And try getting over you
Try standing in my place
Where the tears roll down your face
Come and take one bitter taste
Of the hell I'm going through
And try getting over you
Try getting over you
Try getting over you
Try it baby
(Written by Paul Nelson / Craig Wiseman)
Well, I see you still remember our old number
No, there's noone here but me tonight
And I guess you're gonna talk about your problems
In your never-ending search for Mr. Right
Well you say them single bars are awful crowded
With all the fools, the fashions, and the fads
And 'tween the pickup lines, the cheap wine, and the losers
Sometimes you almost want what we once had
Girl, you think you've got it bad
Chorus:
Well, try getting over you
If you want something hard to do
I can't believe you'd call me up
Just to say you've got it rough
Girl, you haven't got a clue
Try getting over you
So it's another Friday night with all its troubles
Where to go and what you're gonna wear
And you've got to pick your lipstick and your high heels
And figure out someway to fix your hair
Lord the burden that you bear
Chorus:
Try getting over you
If you want something hard to do
I can't believe you'd call me up
Just to say you've got it rough
Girl, you haven't got a clue
Try standing in my place
Where the tears roll down your face
Come and take one bitter taste
Of the hell I'm going through
And try getting over you
Try standing in my place
Where the tears roll down your face
Come and take one bitter taste
Of the hell I'm going through
And try getting over you
Try getting over you
Try getting over you
Try it baby
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Michael Wiseman, Paul Nelson
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