[CARLOTTA]Good times and bum timesI've seen them all and, my dearI’m still herePlush velvet sometimesSometimes just pretzels and beerBut I'm hereI've stuffed the dailiesIn my shoesStrummed ukulelesSung the bluesSeen all my dreams disappearBut I’m hereI've slept in shantiesGuest of the W.P.ABut I'm hereDanced in my scantiesThree bucks a night was the payBut I'm herеI've stood on bread linesWith thе bestWatched while the headlinesDid the restIn the depression was I depressed?Nowhere nearI met a big financierAnd I'm hereI've been through GandhiWindsor and Wally's affairAnd I’m hereAmos ’n' AndyMahjongg and platinum hairAnd I’m hereI got through Abie'sIrish RoseFive Dionne babiesMajor BowesHad heebie-jeebiesFor Beebe'sBathysphereI've lived through Brenda FrazierAnd 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 laughI've been through RenoI've been through Beverly HillsAnd I'm hereReefers and vinoRest cures, religion and pillsAnd I'm hereBeen called a pinkoCommie toolGot through it stinkoBy my poolI should've gone to an acting schoolThat seems clearStill, someone said, "She's sincere"So I'm hereBlack sable one dayNext day it goes into hockBut I'm hereTop billing MondayTuesday you're touring in stockBut I'm hereFirst you're anotherSloe-eyed vampThen someone's motherThen you're campThen you careerFrom career to careerI'm almost through my memoirsAnd 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 whoozisWhat ever happened to her?"Good times and bum timesI've seen 'em all and, my dearI'm still herePlush velvet sometimesSometimes just pretzels and beerBut I'm hereI've run the gamutA to ZThree cheers and dammitC'est la vieI got through all of last yearAnd I'm hereLord knows, at least I was thereAnd I'm here!Look who's here!I'm still here!
