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

But society spins too fast for me

My hobohemia is the place to be

I get too hungry for dinner at 8

I like the theatre and never come late

I never bother with people I hate

That's why the lady is a tramp

Don't like crap games with barons and earls

Won't go to Harlem in ermines 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, and it's oke'

Hate California, cold and it's damp

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'

I hate California, cold and it's damp

That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the free, fresh wind in my face

Diamonds and lace

Got no gaga, so what?

I'm all alone when I lower my lamp

That's why the lady is a tramp