How Bad Do You Want It - Mark Wills

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…