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 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 yet, much more than this
  I did it my way
And yes, I´ve had a few
  But then again, too few to mention
  But dig, what I have to fo
  I´ll see it through with no devotion
  Of that, take care and just
  Be careful 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 nothing fucking else to do But through it all, when there was
  doubt
  I shot it up or kicked it out
  I fought the just as before
  And did it my way
 Knocked out in bed last night
  I´ve had my fill, my share of looting
  And now, the tears subside
  I find it all so amusing
  To think, I killed a cat
  And may I say, oh no, not their way
  But no, no, not me
  I did it my way
For what is a brat, what has he
  got
  When he finds out that he cannot
  Say the things he truly thinks
  But only the words, not what he feels
  The record shows, I´ve got no clothes
  And did it my way 
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