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

Oh, I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes

Strummed ukuleles, I've 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, well 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