
Frank Sinatra – The Lady Is A Tramp
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She likes the theater and never comes late She never bothers, with people she’d hate That’s why the lady is a trampDoesn’t like dice games, with barons or earls
Won’t go to Harlem in ermine and pearls Won’t dish the dirt with the rest of the girls That’s why this chick is a trampShe loves the free, cool wind in her hair
Life without care She’s broke and it’s oak Doesn’t like California, it’s cold and it’s damp That’s why the lady is a trampShe gets far too hungry, they wait there for dinner at eight
She adores the theater however doesn’t get there late She’d never bother with someone she’d hate That is why the lady is a trampDoesn’t like dice games with barons and earls
Never makes a trip up to Harlem, driving shiny Lincoln’s and Ford’s She won’t dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads That’s why this chick is a TrampShe loves the free, fine, wild, knocked out, coo coo, groovy wind in her hair
Life’s without a care She’s broke, but it’s oak She loathes California, it’s so cold, and so damp That’s why the lady, that’s why the lady That’s why the lady is a tramp
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