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Chara-my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I 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 girl
What has she got?
If not herself, then she has not
To say the things she truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way