Lady Is A Tramp The Lyrics

Lady Is A Tramp The lyrics

Writers: Rodgers/Hart 

 

 She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight

 She loves the theater, but doesn't come 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

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

 That's why the lady is a tramp

 

 She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair

 Life without care

 She's broke, but it's o'k

 She hates California, it's cold and it's damp

 That's why the lady is a tramp

 

 Doesn't like dice games, with sharpies and frauds

 Won't go to Harlem, in Lincolns or Fords

 Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads

 That's why the lady is a tramp