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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 ar 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 I 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 it’s little ass

Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin’ 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

It’s another tequila sunrise
Starin’ slowly ’cross the sky, said goodbye
He was just a hired hand
Workin’ on the dreams he planned to try
The days go by

Ev’ry night when the sun goes down
Just another lonely boy in town
And she’s out runnin’ ’round

She wasn’t just another woman
And I couldn’t keep from comin’ on
It’s been so long
Oh, and it’s a hollow feelin’ when
It comes down to dealin’ friends
It never ends

Take another shot of courage
Wonder why the right words never come
You just get numb
It’s another tequila sunrise,this old world
Still looks the same,
Another frame, mm…

Move in, can’t you see she wants you,
she has you deep in her eyes.
You been wond’rin’ why she haunts you,
beauty in the devil’s disguise

She can tell you all about it,
she sees it in the stars.
She’ll burn you if you try to put her down.
Oh well, it’s been a good day in hell
and tomorrow I’ll be glory bound.

Higher, she can keep you loaded,
feedin’ you whiskey and wine.
Fire, the devil’s on the phone,
he laughs and says you’re doin’ just fine.

In that big book of names
I wanna go down in flames
seein’s how I’m goin’ down.
Oh well, it’s been a good day in hell
and tomorrow I’ll be glory bound.

Truckin’, it’s all that I been doin’,
every girl’s a fork in the road.
Stuck in some sticky situations,
feelin’ like I wanna explode.

All this gratification
and sick conversation,
someone get me out of town.
Oh well, it’s been a good day in hell
and tomorrow I’ll be glory bound.
It’s been a good day, a good day