Lyrics
She gets too hungry
For dinner at eight
She loves the theater
And never comes late
She'd never bother
With people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn't like crap games
With barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem
In ermine and pearls
She won't dish the dirt
With the rest of the girls
That is why the lady is a tramp
She loves the free fresh
Wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke and it's oke
Hates California
It's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
She gets far too hungry
To wait for dinner at eight
She adores the theater
However doesn't get here late
She'd never bother
With any bum she'd hate
That is why the lady is a tramp
She'll have no dice games
With sharpies and frauds
Won't go to Harlem
Driving Lincolns or Fords
She won't dish the dirt
With the rest of the broads
That is why the lady is a tramp
She loves the free fresh
Wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke and it's oke
Hates California
It's so cold and so damp
That's why the lady
That's why the lady
That's why the lady is a tramp