Nields Gotta Get Over Greta (Re-Release 1997) Gotta Get Over Greta I left that wild side long ago I'm here to tell you something you already know Concerning me and my best friend, sleeping in her big blue bed We liked the same boys The same bands The same games We've got the same hands and now I've Gotta get over Greta We played as monsters in the kitchen She was the vampire and I was her victim And at the dance we hid in the light booth, Laughing at the boys below We thought the same thing We rolled our eyes She took my hand and said "We're not like those guys" Gotta get over Greta Two skinny tomboys on our bikes Riding forever into the summer night There is no marriage more sublime There is no divorce more final I left that wild side long ago My husband holds me close and he will never know But as for me I live with the fear I'll run into her down the line It'll be the same thing I'll shake and tremble I'll lose myself I'll remember, I'll remember Gotta get over Greta