I'm Still Here

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 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 tool, got through it stinko by my pool I should've 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 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 was there, and I'm here Look who's here, I'm still here