How Bad Do You Want It

T.J and Charley had a little bar band They played covers every Friday night Bonnie was a waitress and a big fan And every break the three of them would Take a drink and talk about life When it came to love, money or fame Charley's philosophy was always the same It ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it It ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it Well, Charley loaded his old Impala T.J said, "I think I'm gonna stay When you hit it big there, give us a holler" And as the dust settled back down Bonnie turned and asked T.J "Why don't you go, you're good enough to try" T.J said, "Bonnie, Charley was right" It ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it Do you want it? It ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it, how bad Well, Charley got to tour with Lynyrd Skynyrd And when his silver bus came rollin' through Well, Bonnie made 'em all a fried chicken dinner And when she left to get them pie Charley said, "I loved her too How did she end up with you instead?" T.J said "Charley, it's just like you said" It ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it Do you want it? Yeah, it ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it, do you want it? Yeah, it ain't how good you are It's how bad you want it Hey, do you want it?