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
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 theatre 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 okey 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 ball games - the bleachers are fine I follow Winchell and read every line That's why the lady is a tramp
I like a prize fight 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 is a tramp
Don't know the reason for cocktails at five I don't like flying - I'm glad I'm alive I crave affection but not when I drive That's why the lady is a tramp
Folks went to London and left me behind. I missed the crowning - Queen Mary didn't mind. Won't play Scarlett in "Gone With the Wind" That's why the lady is a tramp
I like to hang my hat where I please, sail with the breeze No dough - Heigh - Ho! I still like Roosevelt And think he's a champ That's why the lady is a tramp
Girls get massages, they cry and they moan Tell Lizzie Arden to leave me alone I'm not so hot but my shape is my own That's why the lady is a tramp
The food at Rector's is perfect, no doubt I wouldn't know what the Ritz is about I drop a nickel and coffee comes out That's why the lady is a tramp
I like the sweet fresh rain in my face Diamonds and lace - no got, so what? For Robert Taylor I whistle and stamp That's why the lady is a tramp
