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It Was A Very Good Year - Robbie Williams/Frank Sinatra
When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small
Town girls and soft summer nights
We'd hide from the light
On the village green
When I was seventeen
When I was twenty one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city
Girls who lived up the stairs
With all that perfume hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty one
When I was thirty five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue blooded
Girls of independent means
We'd ride in Limousines
Their chauffeurs
Would drive
When I was thirty five
But now the days are short
I'm in the
Autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage
Wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
It poured
Sweet and clear
It was a very good year
