Verse 1
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She enjoys the theatre, and won't arrive late
She never bother, with people she'd hates
That's why the lady is a tramp
Verse 2
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 the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
Verse 3
She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, and it's oak
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
Woah
Verse 4
I get far too hungry to eat dinner at eight
I adore the theatre, but never I come late
(I'll) She'd never bother, with people She'd hate
That's why the Lady is a Tramp
Verse 5
I like the free, fresh, wind in my hair
Life without care
She's a springer a humdigger
Hates California, it's too cold, and too damp
That's why the Lady, That's why the Lady
That's why the Lady (oooh)
That's why the Lady is a Tramp