Print

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 dailiesIn 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.P.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 linesWith the best,Watched while the headlinesDid the rest.In the Depression was I depressed?Nowhere near.I met a big financierAnd I'm here.SongtexteI've been through Gandhi,Windsor and Wally's affair,And I'm here.Amos 'n' Andy,Mah-jongg and platinum hair,And I'm here.I got through Abie'sIrish Rose,Five Dionne babies,Major Bowes,Had heebie-jeebiesFor Beebe'sBathysphere.I lived through Brenda FrazierAnd 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,And I'm hereBeen called a pinkoCommie tool,Got through it stinkoBy 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 anotherSloe-eyed vamp,Then someone's mother,Then you're camp.Then you career from careerTo 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 'em all and, my dear,I'm still here.Flush 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 yearAnd I'm here.Lord knows, at least I was there,And I'm here!Look who's here!I'm still here! Aus Songtexte Mania