Try Getting over You

                                  Well, I see you still remember our old number

No, there's no one 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



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



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