My Way - Live
And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain you cunt, I'm not a queer
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full and each and every highway
And that, much more than this I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did, what I have to do
I saw it through with out condemption
I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
There were times, I'm sure you knew
When there was fuck fuck fuck all else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out I faced the wall and the world
And did it my way
I've laughed and been a snake
I've had my fill, my share of living
And now, the tears subside I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat and may I say, not in a gay way
Oh no, no not me I did it my way
For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats and he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, of one who kneels
The record shows, I've took my blows
And did it my way
And so I face the final curtain you cunt, I'm not a queer
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full and each and every highway
And that, much more than this I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did, what I have to do
I saw it through with out condemption
I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
There were times, I'm sure you knew
When there was fuck fuck fuck all else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out I faced the wall and the world
And did it my way
I've laughed and been a snake
I've had my fill, my share of living
And now, the tears subside I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat and may I say, not in a gay way
Oh no, no not me I did it my way
For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats and he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, of one who kneels
The record shows, I've took my blows
And did it my way
Credits
Writer(s): Gilles Thibaut, Claude Francois, Jacques Revaux, Paul Anka
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