The Lady Is a Tramp

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 dice games with barons and earls
Won't go slumming with 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, that's ok
I hate California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

I like a prizefight that isn't a fake
That's why the lady is a tramp

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
That's why they call the lady
That's why the lady is
A trump



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart
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