Chorus:   Well I'm going for the gusto   It's a well-known fact    No I'll never look back   No not because I'm supposed to   Gonna have another beer   No not because I'm supposed to      Yeah I'm going for the gusto   Most folks sit and watch tv    And think that they're alive   The good times never die   Football, frozen dinners, in-laws   And once in awhile I see myself   And it makes me want to cry   Suddenly I realize      These good times are a lie   (chorus)      My friends would laugh and throw some rocks   I used to walk her home from school   Each and every day   But they too knew she was great   Till I saw her swapping kisses   That's back when I was eight   So I kicked his ass off the overpass   With that guy named Gary Tate      (chorus)   At my brother's wedding   She done ask me fur a dance      With the lights turned low   I told that gal I ain't real good   But I guess I'll take a chance   Seemed to put her in a trance   The music slow   I'm doing it   Well fuck this shit      I'm pulling down my pants   (chorus)