Hertz van Rental
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I've been mistaken for a Canadian and I can't live with the shame.
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And now, the end is here
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear
Ill stage my case, of which Im certain.
Ive lived a life thats full
I travelled each and everry highway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, Ive 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 charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes there were times, Im sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.
Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried
Ive had my fill, my share of losing,
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing,
To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way,
Oh no, oh, no, not me: I did it my way.
For what is a man, what has he got?
Im not himself, when he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!
Text by: Paul Anka and Gilles Thibault
You should be bloody happy to be 'mistaken' for a member of a polite, peaceful nation.
As depicted by the Monty Python troup, you mean. Brits, weren't they?And our police don't dress up like the chorus in a Gay musical.