I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew And never wished for turkey As I hitched and hiked and drifted, too From Maine to Albuquerque Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball What is twice as sad I was never at a party Where they honored Noel Ca' ad But her social circles spin too fast for me Her Hobohemia is the place I want to be She gets too hungry for dinner at eight She loves the theater but never comes late She’ll never bother with someone she hates That's why the lady is a tramp She goes to Coney – the beach is divine She digs the ball games and the bleachers are fine She reads Kilgallon and I mean every line That's why the lady is a tramp I like the green grass under my shoes So what can I lose? I'm flat! That's that! And for Ray Charles, she whistles and stands That's why the lady is a tramp She likes free fresh wind in her hair Life without care She’s broke, but it's ok Hates California, it’s cold and it’s damp That's why the lady is a tramp Why the lady That's why the lady Why the lady Is a tramp One more time Why the lady I’m hit with that strange lady Why the lady Is a tramp
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