It's a travesty, where do I begin?

The ways in which I have behaved

I'm glad no one was keeping track of me Like a tambourine, driven by the beat

I forgot what time it was

I wish someone were looking out for me Some of you may think

That I regret some of my doings

I'd do it all again if I had the chance Just like Lazenby can I do it over?

Don't I get a second try?

Every time I messed up my lines and stumbled

Just like Lazenby Like the swirling sun I haven't burned out

It's better to etcetera

I won't bore you with these things we tend to say Like a fairytale with blood on every page

My failures brought about some blessings

Someone must be watching over me Even though I wonder

Why I did some of my doings

I'd do it all again if I had the change Just like Lazenby can I do it over?

Don't I get a second try?

Every time I messed up my lines and stumbled

Just like Lazenby Just like Lazenby, just like Lazenby

Burning every bridge

Endless opportunities I squandered

On the way to this event Just like Lazenby can I do it over?

Don't I get a second try?

Every time I messed up my lines and stumbled

And reluctantly begged forgiveness just like Lazenby