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 had to do I saw it through without exemption I've planned each charted 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 shook it up or kicked it out I faced 'em all and the world And did it my way I've loved and been a snide I've had my fill, my share of losing And now the tears subside I find it all so amusing To think, I killed a cat And might I say not in the die 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've stuffed a bloke And did it my way