Frank Sinatra – The Lady Is A Tramp
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eightShe likes the theater and never comes lateShe never bothers, with people she’d hateThat’s why the lady is a tramp
Doesn’t like dice games, with barons or earlsWon’t go to Harlem in ermine and pearlsWon’t dish the dirt with the rest of the girlsThat’s why this chick is a tramp
She loves the free, cool wind in her hairLife without careShe’s broke and it’s oakDoesn’t like California, it’s cold and it’s dampThat’s why the lady is a tramp
She gets far too hungry, they wait there for dinner at eightShe adores the theater however doesn’t get there lateShe’d never bother with someone she’d hateThat is why the lady is a tramp
Doesn’t like dice games with barons and earlsNever makes a trip up to Harlem, driving shiny Lincoln’s and Ford’sShe won’t dish the dirt, with the rest of those broadsThat’s why this chick is a Tramp
She loves the free, fine, wild, knocked out, coo coo, groovy wind in her hairLife’s without a careShe’s broke, but it’s oakShe loathes California, it’s so cold, and so dampThat’s why the lady, that’s why the ladyThat’s why the lady is a tramp









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