The Lady Is A Tramp
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โฑ๏ธ 3:22 duration
๐ ID: 16575897
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
[00:05.83] I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew and never wished for turkey
[00:11.55] As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
[00:17.40] Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball and what is twice as sad
[00:26.21] I was never at a party where they honoured Noel Ca-ad
[00:34.74] But social circles spin too fast for me
[00:41.00] My "hobohemia" is the place to be
[00:49.44] I get too hungry for dinner at eight
[00:55.22] I like the theater, but never come late
[01:00.87] I never bother with people I hate
[01:06.61] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:12.33] I don't like crap games with barons and earls
[01:18.22] Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
[01:23.93] Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
[01:29.71] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:33.94] I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
[01:41.58] Life without care
[01:44.20] I'm broke, it's oke
[01:47.48] Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
[01:53.58] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:59.25] I go to Coney, the beach is divine
[02:05.24] I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
[02:11.09] I follow Winchell and read every line
[02:16.94] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:22.81] I like a prizefight that isn't a fake
[02:28.70] I love the rowing on Central Park lake
[02:34.55] I go to Opera and stay wide awake
[02:40.33] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:44.82] I like the green grass under my shoes
[02:52.34] What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
[02:58.38] I'm alone when I lower my lamp
[03:04.34] That's why the lady is a tramp
[03:15.78]
[00:11.55] As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
[00:17.40] Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball and what is twice as sad
[00:26.21] I was never at a party where they honoured Noel Ca-ad
[00:34.74] But social circles spin too fast for me
[00:41.00] My "hobohemia" is the place to be
[00:49.44] I get too hungry for dinner at eight
[00:55.22] I like the theater, but never come late
[01:00.87] I never bother with people I hate
[01:06.61] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:12.33] I don't like crap games with barons and earls
[01:18.22] Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
[01:23.93] Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
[01:29.71] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:33.94] I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
[01:41.58] Life without care
[01:44.20] I'm broke, it's oke
[01:47.48] Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
[01:53.58] That's why the lady is a tramp
[01:59.25] I go to Coney, the beach is divine
[02:05.24] I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
[02:11.09] I follow Winchell and read every line
[02:16.94] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:22.81] I like a prizefight that isn't a fake
[02:28.70] I love the rowing on Central Park lake
[02:34.55] I go to Opera and stay wide awake
[02:40.33] That's why the lady is a tramp
[02:44.82] I like the green grass under my shoes
[02:52.34] What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
[02:58.38] I'm alone when I lower my lamp
[03:04.34] That's why the lady is a tramp
[03:15.78]