That's why, that's why the lady
That's why, that's why the lady
That's why, that's why the lady
Is a tramp

Tramp

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
Hates the theatre but never comes late
She never bothers with people she hates
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp

Doens't like crapgames with barons or earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermines and pearls
She won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp

She like the free fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke and it's oke

Hates California, so smoggy and damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

She gets massages, she cries and she moans
Tell's Cinderella just to leave her alone
She's not so hot but her shape is her own
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp

The food at sardies is great and no doubt
But she doesn't now what motels are about
She puts in a dime and some ice comes out
That's why the lady is a tramp

She like the free fresh wind in her face
diamonds and lace
No got so what

For Rod Steiger she whistles and stamps
That's why the lady is a tramp

Now 
She goes down to coney and she fixes the beaches a line
She goes to the ball games and thinks the Yankess are fine
Why she reads Walter Winchell and understands every line
That's why the lady is a tramp

She like to go rowing down central park lake
She digs a prize fight that isn't a fake
Why she even goes to the opera and stays wide awake
That's why the lady is a tramp

Now
I like the green grass under my shoes, now what can I lose
She's flat and that's that

She's all alone when I blow out my lamp
That's why the lady
That's why the lady
That's why the lady is a tramp
