Somebodys gonna hurt someone
Before the night is through
Somebodys gonna come undone.
Theres nothin we can do.
Everybody wants to touch somebody
If it takes all night.
Everybody wants to take a little chance,
Make it come out right.

Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight, I know.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight, I know.
Lord, I know.

Some people like to stay out late
Some folks cant hold out that long
But nobody wants to go home now.
Theres too much goin on.

This night is gonna last forever.
Last all, last all summer long.
Some time before the sun comes up
The radio is gonna play that song.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight, I know.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight, I know.
Lord I know.

Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
The moons shinin bright
So turn out the light, and well get it right.
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight, a
Heartache tonight I know.
Heartache baby,

Somebodys gonna hurt someone, (somebody)
Before the night is through
Somebodys gonna come undone,
Theres nothin we can do
(everybody) everybody wants to touch somebody
If it takes all night
Everybody wants to take a little chance
To make it come out right

Theres gonna be a heartache tonight
A heartache tonight, I know
Theres gonna be a heartache tonight,
A heartache tonight ,i know
Lets go.
We can beat around the bushes;
We can get down to the bone
We can leave it in the parkin lot,
But either way, theres gonna be a
Heartache tonight, a heartache tonight I know.
Therell be a heartache tonight
A heartache tonight I know.

There was beer all over the dance floor
and the band was playin’ rhythm and blues
You got down and did the gator, and half
an hour later, you were barfin’ all over your
Girlfriend’s shoes.
But the Greeks don’t want no freaks.
The Greeks don’t want no freaks
Just put a little smile on them rosy
cheeks,
‘Cause the Greeks don’t want no freaks.
(GATOR!!)
She was the pride and the passion of Dixie
She did exactly what her daddy had planned.
She was perfect little sister until somebody missed
her and they found her in the bushes with
the boys in the band
But the Greeks don’t want no freaks
The Greeks don’t want no freaks
So put a great big smile on them rosy cheeks,
‘Cause the Greeks don’t want no freaks
No, the Greeks don’t want no freaks
Said, the Greeks don’t want no freaks
Just put that monster smile on them rosy cheeks
‘Cause the Greeks don’t want no freaks
No, the Greeks don’t want no freaks,
Ahh…

Move in,
Cant you see she wants you
She has you deep in her eyes
You been wondrin why she haunts you
Beauty in the devils disguise
She can tell you all about it
She sees it in the stars
Shell burn you if you try to put her down

Oh well, its been a good day in hell
And tomorrow Ill be glory bound

Higher,
She can keep you loaded,
Feedin you whiskey and wine
Fire,
The devils on the phone, he laughs
And says youre doin the just fine
In that big book of names I wanna go down
In flames
Seeins how Im goin down

Oh well, its been a good day in hell
And tomorrow Ill be glory bound

Truckin,
Thats all that Ive been doin
Evry girls 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, its been a good day in hell
And tomorrow Ill be glory bound

I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin dont 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 mommas too thin; your daddys 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 havent 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
Lets kill all the lawyers, kill em tonight
You dont want to work, you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesnt owe you a thing

Get over it
Get over it
If you dont want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, get over it

Its like going to confession every time I hear you speak
Youre 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
Id like to find your inner child and kick its 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
Its gotta stop sometime, so why dont you quit
Get over it, get over it