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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
    I've traveled 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 had to do
    And saw it through without exemption
    I planned each chartered course
    Each careful step along the highway
    And more, much more than this
    I did it my way

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    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 snide
    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, not in a gay way
    Oh no, oh 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 fucked a bloke
    And did it my way

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    Composition: Nâdiya Zighem, Jacques Revaux, Claude François, and Gilles Thibault

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