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 yet, 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 for  Fuck all else to do  But through it all,  When there was doubt  I shot 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 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've shot a bloke  And did it my way