I've 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 caaahd
but social circles spin too fast for me
my hobo-hemia is the place to be
I get too hungry for dinner at eight
i love the theater but never come late
i never bother with people i hate
that's why the lady is a tramp
i 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
i like the free, fresh wind in my hair
life without care
i'm broke--it's "oke"
hate california, it's cold and it's damp
that's 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
that's why the lady is a tramp
i like a prizefight that isn't a fake
i love the rowing on central park lake
i go to opera and stay wide awake
that's why the lady is a tramp
i like the green grass under my shoes
what can i lose?
i'm flat--that's that
i'm all alone when i lower my lamp
that's why the lady is a tramp
Don't know the reason for cocktails at five
i don't like flying, i'm glad i'm alive
i crave affection, but not when i drive
that's why the lady is a tramp
folks went to london and left me behind
i missed the crowning, queen mary didn't mind
won't play scarlett in "gone with the wynde"
that's why the lady is a tramp
i like to hang my hat where i please
sail with the breeze
no dough--hi-ho!
i still like roosevelt, i think he's a champ
that's why the lady
that's why the lady
that's why the lady is a tramp