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I Did It My Way Franky Old Blue Eyes

And now my final beer is at it's end And I have taken far to many handover blow's Book's I've read a few But then again to few to mention Began a lot stood them tall then chewed them up and spat them out along the byway And this i know for certain Those curtains are just 1 prime example of my many so many mistakes I traveled with along the highway Because as a man I scored nought And more much more than this I did it my way

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