Well,
I see you still remember our old number
You know there's no one
here but me tonight
And I guess you're gonna
talk about your problems
And your never -ending search for
Mr.
Right
Well, you say them singer
bars are awful crowded
With all the fools, the fashions,
and the fads
Between the pick -up 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 called 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 this trouble
Where to go and what
you're gonna wear
And you've gotta pick your lip
stick and your high heels
Figure out some way to fix your hair
Know the burden that you bear
Try getting over you
If you want something hard to do
I can't believe you call me love
Just to say you've got it though
Girl, you haven't got it through yet
But try standing in my way
When the tears roll down your face
Come and take one bit of taste
Of the hell I'm going through
And try to get in love with you
of the hell I'm going through
Try getting over you
Try getting over you
Try getting over you
It's alright, I can't enough of you
It's alright,
I can't get enough of you
Try it baby
It's hard, hard to get by without you
It's hard, it's by without you