And
so I say, “It’s just beginning.”
The
pundits had their fun,
But
we’re not done until I’m winning,
The
race goes to the strong,
To
those who live the “Do or die” way,
So
no, don’t pack it in,
I
count ‘em My Way.
The del…egates are his,
But
there’s a diff’rent way to score them,
To
put me in the lead,
I’ve
just decreed that we’ll ignore them,
We’ll
say it ev’ry day --
It’s
just a tiny little lie way
To
put me back on top,
I
count ‘em My Way.
Yes,
there were times
When
some would shout
That
I should quit, I should drop out,
I
never flinched, I never caved,
I
only slightly misbehaved,
I
rocked their boats,
I’ve
got the votes:
I
count ‘em My Way.
Each
day, I soldier on,
I
seize upon some new statistic,
The
experts all say “No,”
But
they’re just so
Misogynistic!
The
rules are made for chumps,
For
those who play that same old guy way,
The
numbers make it clear,
I
count ‘em My Way.
I’m
here, I’ll stand and fight
Until
they come to a decision,
My
math is all my own,
I’m
really good at long division,
I’m
firm, I’m standing tall,
In
a “Reject me and I’ll cry” way,
I’m
master of my fate,
I
count ‘em My Way.
For
what is a plan?
What
is it worth?
To
grab the greatest job on earth,
I’ll
say the things that keep me in,
I’ll
say whatever helps me win,
The
record shows
That’s
how it goes:
I
count ‘em My Way!
# # #
Rick
Horowitz is a syndicated columnist.
You can write to him at rickhoro@execpc.com.
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