Context

This line was sung by Frank Sinatra in "My Way," written by Paul Anka, from the album My Way (1969).

It was the end of the '60s, and the Rat Pack was on its way out. The Chairman of the Board himself, Frank Sinatra, was getting tired of showbiz and just wanted to quit it all. But his rescue came in the form of Paul Anka, the namesake of Lorelai Gilmore's dog, and an obscure French song bought for a single, solitary dollar.

Anka came up with the idea for the lyrics to "My Way" at a dinner in Florida with Sinatra and the Rat Pack. He finished the song at 5 AM, sure that he had a hit.

And "My Way" dominated the charts and stayed in the Top 40 for a record 75 weeks. Along with "New York, New York," it's Frank Sinatra's most famous song, but he later grew to hate it.

Where you've heard it

This song is really popular at funerals, and might've even been played at Albus Dumbledore's.

Additional Notable References:

• Another famous version of the song was performed by Elvis toward the end of his career.
• And on a more adorable note, the penguin Mumble lip-syncs the Spanish version of the song for his crush Gloria in the 2006 animated movie Happy Feet.

Pretentious Factor

If you were to drop this quote at a dinner party, would you get an in-unison "awww" or would everyone roll their eyes and never invite you back? Here it is, on a scale of 1-10.

Unless you're dead or at karaoke, quoting this song exposes the fact that you have a planet-sized ego.