Good times and bum times
I've seen them all and my dear
I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I'm here
I've stuffed the dailies
In my shoes
Strummed ukuleles
Sung the blues
Seen all my dreams disappear
But I'm here
I've slept in shanties
Guest of the W B A
But I'm here
Danced in my scanties
Three bucks a night
Was the pay
But I'm here
I've stood on bread lines
With the best
Watched while the headlines
Did the rest
In the depression
Was I depressed
Nowhere near
I met a big financier
And I'm here
I've gotten through Herbert
And J Edgar Hoover
Gee that was fun and a half
When you've been through
Herbert and J Edgar Hoover
Anything else is a laugh
I've been through Reno
I've been through Beverly Hills
And I'm here
Reefers and vino
Rest cures religion and pills
But I'm here
Been called a pinko
Commie too
Got through it stinko
By my pool
I should have gone
To an acting school
That seems clear
Still someone said
''She's sincere''
So I'm here
Black Sable one day
Next day it goes into hock
But I'm here
Top billing Monday
Tuesday you're touring in stock
But I'm here
First you're another
Sloe-eyed vamp
Then someone's mother
Then you're camp
Then you careen from career
To career
I'm almost through my memoirs
And I'm here
I've gotten through
''Hey lady aren't you whoozis
Wow what a looker you were''
Or better yet ''Sorry I thought
You were whoozis
Whatever happened to her ''
Good times and bum times
I've seen them all and my dear
I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer
But I'm here
I've run the gamut
A to Z
Three cheers and dammit
C'est La Vie
I got through all of last year
And I'm here
Lord knows
At least I've been there
And I'm here
Look who's here
I'm still here