There? s a made for TV movie About Lucille Ball tonight If you really wanna watch it I guess that? d be alright with me Well, I heard he used to beat her Like she was a conga drum They always slept in separate beds But somehow they had a son The neighbors were Vaudevillians And the laughs came from a can Even though the club was hoppin? 'Twas the pills that she was poppin? that did her in Or maybe it was different You know my facts aren? t always straight But they would never make a movie If everything was great Because happiness is boring It? s always black and white The good times never last And the chocolates move too fast for us all There? s a made for TV movie About Lucille Ball tonight If you really wanna watch it I guess that? d be alright with me