this lady is a tramp Songtext / Lyric

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 oke
hate California, it's cold and it's damp
that's why the lady is a tramp.