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

Oh, 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
I danced in my scanties
Three bucks a night was the pay, but I´m here

Oh, 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

Oh, 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
I´ve been called a ´Pinko´, commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should´ve gone to an acting school, that seems clear
Oh, 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
And then you career from career...hey, 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 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

Kurt Hummel is here
Whoo, yeah