way back when i was all of three
i fell down and skinned my knee
it didn't matter much to me
c'est la vie
at the tender age of ten
running wild and free
i didn't get no sympathy
fine by me
i wasn't concerned with the ways of the world and his wife
the pattern was set in stone for the rest of my life
it doesn't matter if i win or lose
as long as i am free to choose
it doesn't matter if i win or lose
as long as i am free to choose
i'd just turned seventeen when it all went wrong
so i sang a different song
in a strange and awkward key
doh ray me
i cut myself some slack
i headed way down south
and though my heart was in my mouth
i knew that things would turn out fine
just marking time
i wasn't concerned with the way of the world and his wife
that pattern was set in stone for the rest of my life
it doesn't matter if i win or lose
as long as i am free to choose
it doesn't matter if i win or lose
as long as i am free to choose
and how the years have flown and i'm full grown
with a small child of my own
who fell down and skinned his knee
c'est la vie
he said
it doesn't matter if i win or lose