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.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 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 been through Gandhi
Windsor and Wally's affair and I'm here

Amos and Andy
Mah jongg and platinum hair and I'm here
I got through Abie's, Irish Rose, five Dionne babies
Major Bowes had heebie jeebies for Beebe's bathysphere

I lived through Brenda Frazier 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 and I'm here

Been called a Pinko, commie tool
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 career 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 '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 year and I'm here
Lord knows, at least I was there, and I'm here
Look who's here, I'm still here