She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight

She loves the theater, but doesn't come late

She'd never bother, with people she'd hate

That's why the lady is a tramp



Doesn'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 those girls

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 o'k

She hates California, it's cold and it's damp

That's why the lady is a tramp



Doesn't like dice games, with sharpies and frauds

Won't go to Harlem, in Lincolns or Fords

Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads

That's why the lady is a tramp



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 honored 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 theatre 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 okey

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 ball games - the bleachers are fine

I follow Winchell and read every line

That's why the lady is a tramp



I like a prize fight 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 all alone when I lower my lamp

That's why the lady is a tramp



Don't know the reason for cocktails at five

I don't like flying - I'm glad I'm alive

I crave affection but not when I drive

That's why the lady is a tramp



Folks went to London and left me behind.

I missed the crowning - Queen Mary didn't mind.

Won't play Scarlett in "Gone With the Wind"

That's why the lady is a tramp



I like to hang my hat where I please, sail with the breeze

No dough - Heigh - Ho! I still like Roosevelt

And think he's a champ

That's why the lady is a tramp



Girls get massages, they cry and they moan

Tell Lizzie Arden to leave me alone

I'm not so hot but my shape is my own

That's why the lady is a tramp



The food at Rector's is perfect, no doubt

I wouldn't know what the Ritz is about

I drop a nickel and coffee comes out

That's why the lady is a tramp



I like the sweet fresh rain in my face

Diamonds and lace - no got, so what?

For Robert Taylor I whistle and stamp

That's why the lady is a tramp