And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain (Ha ha ha!)
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 traveled each and every highway
And much, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
But I did what I had to do
I'll see it through without devotion

I planned each chartered course
Each careful Each 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 else to do

But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I faced the wall
And did it my way

I've loved 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 not in the way
But no, no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats that he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, not what he feels

The record shows, I've got no clothes
And did it my way