The Lady Is A Tramp (Frank Sinatra)

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She likes the theater, and never comes late
She never bothers with people she hates
That‘s why the lady is a tramp

Doesn‘t like crap 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 the lady is a tramp

She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She‘s broke and it‘s ok
Hates California, it‘s cold and it‘s damp
That‘s why the lady is a tramp

She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but never comes late
She never bothers with people she hates
That‘s why the lady is a tramp

She’ll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds
And she won‘t go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords
And she won‘t dish the dirt, with the rest of broads
That‘s why the lady is a tramp

She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She‘s broke but it‘s ok
Hates California, it‘s so cold and it‘s so damp
That‘s why the lady
That‘s why the lady
That‘s why the lady is a tramp

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