It's Over - Erma Franklin

Oh, it’s over

Don’t you know that it’s over between you and I?

Oh, it’s over

No use to grieve, just pack up your bags and leave

'Cause it’s over, can’t, can’t you see?

No use cryin', dry your eyes, child

Don’t you know that I’m tired?

I said I’m sick and tired of all of your lies

And all your excuses, your abuses, you have to realise

That it’s over, between you and I

You are nothin' but a real big faker

You are nothin' but a troublemaker

You caused me nothin' but a-stormy weather

And there’s not one thing to keep us together

Oh, over, it’s all over

Don’t you know that it’s over between you and I?

And oh, it’s over, no use to grieve, just pack up your bags and leave

Well, it’s over, can’t, can’t you see?

You are nothin' but a real big faker

You are nothin' but a troublemaker

You caused me nothin' but a-stormy weather

And there’s not one thing to keep us together

All over, all over

Don’t you that it’s over between you and I?

And oh, it’s over, no use to grieve, just pack up your bags and leave

Well, it’s over, can’t, can’t you see?

I’ll keep on telling you it’s over

All over

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey