Got a Stetson and some brand new blue jeans Got a wad of bills that'd choke a whooping crane I come from Waco, Texas, and I been around this world I tell you boys, I'm hitting high and wide Got a pick-up full of good gasoline Got a "whatcha-call?" Like you ain't never seen I'm a pistol-packing papa with a million dollar smile I'm fit to kill and going out in style Fit to kill and going out in style Yeah, fit to kill and going out in style I'm still a little crazy and I'm still a little wild I'm fit to kill and going out in style ♪ My woman is the queen of the world Yeah, she ain't just an ordinary girl She makes country loving like an oyster makes a pearl I'm gonna let her hold my heart a while We're the talk of the town every night We do our thing until the morning light We're a head above the highbrows by a moneymaking mile We're fit to kill and going out in style Fit to kill and going out in style Yeah, fit to kill and going out in style We're still a little crazy and we're still a little wild We're fit to kill and going out in style Oh, fit to kill and going out in style