Love Is Nothing But A Pain In

I Was Never An Actress -- None Of Us Kids At Metro Were. We Were Just Good To Look At.

I Thought I Was Making Fifty Dollars A Week [at Mgm], But It Turned Out To Be $35 Because Twelve Weeks Of The Year You Were On Layoff. It Was White Slavery, And It Lasted For Seventeen Years.

I Suffered, I Really Suffered, With All Three Of My Husbands. And I Tried Damn Hard With All Three, Starting Each Marriage Certain That It Was Going To Last Until The End Of My Life. Yet None Of Them Lasted More Than A Year Or Two.

If I Had My Life To Live Over Again, I'd Live It The Same Way. Maybe A Few Changes Here Or There, But Nothing Special. The Truth Is, Honey, I've Enjoyed My Life. I've Had A Hell Of A Good Time.

I Dealt With Men Who Had Tempers, And Who Could Get Violent-lord Knows How I Had To Defend Myself Against Howard Hughes And Frank Sinatra, And From Artie Shaw's Verbal Abuse. But George [c. Scott] Was A Different Category Of Animal When He Got Drunk. He'd Break Into My Hotel Room, Which He Did In Italy, London And At The Beverly Hills Hotel, Attack Me To Where I Was Frightened For My Life, And Scream, 'why Won't You Marry Me?' Well, I Would Never Marry A Man Who Couldn't Control His Liquor. Me, I'm A Happy Drunk. I Laugh, I Dance. I Certainly Don't Break Bottles And Threaten To Kill.