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Good times and bum times, I've seen them allAnd my dear, I'm still herePlush velvet sometimesSometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm hereOh, I've stuffed the dailies in my shoesStrummed ukuleles, I've sung the bluesSeen all my dreams disappear, but I'm hereI've slept in shanties, guest of the W.P.A., but I'm hereI danced in my scantiesThree bucks a night was the pay, but I'm hereOh, I've stood on bread lines with the bestWatched while the headlines did the restIn the depression was I depressed?Nowhere near, I met a big financier and I'm hereI've gotten through Herbert and J. Edgar HooverGee, that was fun and a halfWhen you've been through Herbert and J. Edgar HooverAnything else is a laughOh, I've been through Reno, I've been through Beverly Hills, and I'm hereReefers and vino, rest cures, religion, and pills, but I'm hereI've been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my poolI should've gone to an acting school, well that seems clearSongtexteOh, still someone said, "She's sincere", so I'm hereBlack sable one day, next day it goes into hock, but I'm hereTop billing Monday, Tuesday, you're touring in stock, but I'm hereFirst, you're another sloe-eyed vampThen someone's mother, then you're campAnd then you career from career... hey, to careerI'm almost through my memoirs, and I'm hereI've gotten through, "Hey, lady, aren't you whoozis?Wow, what a looker you were"Or better yet, "Sorry, I thought you were whoozisWhatever happened to her?"Good times and bum times, I've seen 'em allAnd I'm still herePlush velvet sometimesSometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm hereI've run the gamut, A to ZThree cheers and dammit, C'est la vieI got through all of last year, and I'm hereLord knows, at least I've been there, and I'm hereLook who's here, I'm still hereKurt Hummel is hereWhoo, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania