Ive 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 Caad.
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 Thats why the lady is a tramp.
I dont like crap games with Barons and Earls,
Wont go to Harlem in ermine and pearls.
Wont dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Thats why the lady is a tramp.
I like the free fresh wind in my hair, life without care
Im broke, its oke.
Hate California, its cold and its damp
Thats 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
Thats why the lady is a tramp!
I like a prize fight that isnt a fake.
I love the rowing on Central park lake.
I go to opera and stay wide awake
Thats why the lady is a tramp!
I like the green grass under my shoes, what can I lose?
Im flat! Thats that! Im all alone when I lower my lamp
Thats why the lady is a tramp!