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Woorden: The Rembrandts. My Own Way.

You've got to learn how to leave me be, for us to ever get along
You've got to give me the kind of time it takes, to prove I'm right or wrong
'Cause nobody knows what I had to go through maybe no one even cares
But all the while as the clock was tickin', I've been holed up in my lair
And doin' things my own way, my own way

You say I don't have a leg to stand on, so it's a good thing I've got two
But if I had only one leg to stand on, that's exactly what I'd do
No one can say there's a right or wrong way everyone's got their own advice
But now am I back to where I started, after all I've sacrificed?
By doin' things my own way, my own way
I gotta do things my own way, yeah my own way

Watch out

I've got these feelins' I'm tryin' to deal with
I'm not so sure you understand
If I seem to be too preoccupied, to fit into your plans

It's just that its one thing on top another now it's one too many high
I wonder how many piles of things it takes, to bury me alive
I'm doin' it my own way, my own way
I gotta do things my own way, my own way

Yeah, I gotta do things my own way, my own way
Gotta do things my own way, yeah my own way
Oh yeah it's just the way as they take

My own way, my own way
My own way, my own way
My own way, my own way
My own way, my own way
My own crazy
My own damn way