The Lady Is A Tramp

Lyrics
I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew And never wised for turkey 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 C'a'd For 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 theatre, but never come late I nеver bother with peoplе 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 oke Hate California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp
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Credits
- Writers
- Lorenz Hart
- Richard Rodgers