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