The Lady Is a Tramp
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โฑ๏ธ 3:23 duration
๐ ID: 30102581
๐ Lyrics
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 honoured Noel Ca-ad
But social circles spin too fast for me
My "hobohemia" is the place to be
I get too hungry for dinner at eight
I like 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 ballgames, 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 alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp
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 honoured Noel Ca-ad
But social circles spin too fast for me
My "hobohemia" is the place to be
I get too hungry for dinner at eight
I like 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 ballgames, 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 alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.72] I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew and never wished for turkey
[00:11.09] As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
[00:16.57] Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball and what is twice as sad
[00:25.55] I was never at a party where they honoured Noel Ca-ad
[00:34.05] But social circles spin too fast for me
[00:40.01] My "hobohemia" is the place to be
[00:48.76] I get too hungry for dinner at eight
[00:54.11] I like the theater, but never come late
[00:59.89] I never bother with people I hate
[01:05.47] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:11.48] I don't like crap games with barons and earls
[01:16.85] Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
[01:22.89] Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
[01:28.53] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:33.06] I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
[01:39.46] Life without care
[01:43.32] I'm broke, it's oke
[01:45.65] Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
[01:52.06] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:58.04] I go to Coney, the beach is divine
[02:03.58] I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
[02:09.74] I follow Winchell and read every line
[02:15.39] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:21.22] I like a prizefight that isn't a fake
[02:26.84] I love the rowing on Central Park lake
[02:32.59] I go to Opera and stay wide awake
[02:38.56] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:43.04] I like the green grass under my shoes
[02:50.23] What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
[02:56.08] I'm alone when I lower my lamp
[03:02.25] That's why the lady is a tramp
[03:16.75]
[00:11.09] As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
[00:16.57] Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball and what is twice as sad
[00:25.55] I was never at a party where they honoured Noel Ca-ad
[00:34.05] But social circles spin too fast for me
[00:40.01] My "hobohemia" is the place to be
[00:48.76] I get too hungry for dinner at eight
[00:54.11] I like the theater, but never come late
[00:59.89] I never bother with people I hate
[01:05.47] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:11.48] I don't like crap games with barons and earls
[01:16.85] Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
[01:22.89] Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
[01:28.53] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:33.06] I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
[01:39.46] Life without care
[01:43.32] I'm broke, it's oke
[01:45.65] Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
[01:52.06] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:58.04] I go to Coney, the beach is divine
[02:03.58] I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
[02:09.74] I follow Winchell and read every line
[02:15.39] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:21.22] I like a prizefight that isn't a fake
[02:26.84] I love the rowing on Central Park lake
[02:32.59] I go to Opera and stay wide awake
[02:38.56] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:43.04] I like the green grass under my shoes
[02:50.23] What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
[02:56.08] I'm alone when I lower my lamp
[03:02.25] That's why the lady is a tramp
[03:16.75]