Lady Is A Tramp Lyrics

Lady Is A Tramp lyrics

I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew

And never wished for turkey

As I hitched and hiked and grifted too

From Maine to Albuquerque



Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball

And what is twice as sad

I was never at a party

Where they honored Noel Ca'ad



But social circles spin too fast for me

My 'Hobohemia' is the place to be



I get too hungry for dinner at eight

I like the theater but never come late

I never bother with people I hate

That's why the lady is a tramp



I don't like crap games with barons and earls

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls

That's why the lady is a tramp



I like the free, fresh wind in my hair

Life without care, I'm broke, it's o'k

Hate California, it's cold and it's damp

That's why the lady is a tramp



I go to Coney, the beach is divine

I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine

I follow Winchell and read every line

That's why the lady is a tramp



I like a prizefight that isn't a fake

I love the rowing on Central Park lake

I go to Opera and stay wide awake

That's why the lady is a tramp



I like the green grass under my shoes

What can I lose? I'm flat, that's that

I'm all alone when I lower my lamp

That's why the lady, that's why the lady

That's why the lady is a tramp