My Way - Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final soft drink.
My friends, you've made it clear,
And sponsored us, of which I thank you.

I've drank, my belly full.
Consumed each and every fruit juice
I want, no more of this
I'm drinking my way.

Red Bulls, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
To me get through without temptation.

Nearly complete, this charted course;
Each careful step along sobriety's byway,
I want, no more of this
I'm drinking my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I had to watch, watch other people spew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I turned to cola, didn't spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall;
Now I'm drinking my way.

I’ve cried and cried and cried.
I’ve had my fill; now I want boozing.
And as this ban subsides,
I cannot, wait to get those shots in.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - no drinks in a sly way,
No, oh no not me,
I'm drinking my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
One more day or all is naught.
To have the drink he truly feels;
And not give in and never yield.
The record shows I took the blows -
Now I'm drinking my way