THE LADY IS A TRAMP

Da-da-da-da-da-da…

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight

She likes the theatre but never comes late

She never bothers with people she hates

That´s why the lady is a tramp.

 

She 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.

 

She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair

Life without care, she´s broke, it´s oke

Hates California, it´s cold and it´s damp

That´s why the lady is a tramp.

 

Da-da-da-da-da-da…

 

She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair

Life without care, she´s broke, it´s oke

Hates California, it´s cold and it´s damp

That´s why the lady…

That´s why the lady…

That´s why the lady is a tramp.

 

Da-da-da-da-da-da…