In 1967, when he recorded it, Sinatra (standing tall at 5ft 7in in his elevated shoes) was, aged 51, some 31 years short of his final curtain. Unlovely, I know, and not suitable for every church in the land, but it makes a lot more sense. When there was fuck fuck fuck-all else to do Myself I think I would replace this stanza with the Sid Vicious rewrite: How can you "eat" something (ie swallow it) and then "spit" it out. It's not clear to me, at least, what all this gobbling and spitting (surely "spat", by the way) is about. "Yes, there were times, I'm sure you know The "case" (is he in court?) includes such declarations as: The rhymes come in like sledgehammer blows to the skull: The 26-year-old Anka had undoubtedly made progress as a lyricist but My Way remains a ditty of ineffable banality. Apparently Ol' Blue Eyes was accompanied by "two mob guys" when the transaction happened. Ten years later the still youthful Anka adapted French hit Comme d'Habitude ("Like I Always Do"), which in turn was translated from an original English song For Me.
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