I'm Still Here - Stephen Sondheim, Marta Sanders

Good times and bad 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