A TRAMP THAT I ADORE (Gabe Zander/BMI) 2003 (mellow honky tonk beat) C F She sent her face to me in a photograph, Dm G Posing with a switchblade and a cigarette, for to make me laugh. C F The note attached said "Cheer up, dear, or you might catch Dm G A rare Brazillian strain of poison monkey rash." C F Everything she does, it seems, is to make me smile; Dm G She'll drive for an hour, just to lie with me awhile. C F Then, when she's gone, I'm sure she's out paintin' the town, Dm G But I don't care, as long as she'll be back around, (chorus): C F Am G And you can tell me I've completely gone insane, C F Am G And you can tell me all I'm feeling is in vain, C F Am G And you can tell me I'm buying myself a world of pain, F G But don't you tell me she's a tramp and nothing more, F G C 'Cause if she's a tramp, then she's a tramp that I adore. She called me up, and said she was feeling blue; I said "How about that, darlin', you know I am too?" We were both being haunted by phantoms of our pasts, So she came over and we made love, no strings attached. Now she's been with some other guys, and I know a few, And it makes me sick to hear 'em talk about her the way they do. Well, if someone who's an angel to me, is just a whore to them, I'll ditch 'em for that whore any day; I don't give a damn, (chorus) (break) (closing chorus): You can tell me I've completely gone insane, And you can tell me all I'm feeling is in vain, And you can tell me I'm buying myself a world of pain, But don't you tell me she's a tramp, and nothing more, 'Cause if she's a tramp, then she's a tramp that I adore, Engraved into my heart, forever more.