Sinatra was an obnoxious womanizing prick... thats ace's in my book. I tend to put on his tunes in the jukebox after drinking myself into a stupor at the bar.
And if you should survive
To a hundred and five
Think of all you'll derive
Out of being alive
And here is the best part
You have a head start
If you are among the very young at heart
Ahhh Sinatra, how you give me so much false hope that dies as soon as you stop singing.
