The Lady Is a Tramp

She gets too hungry for dinner at 8
 (I'm starving)
 She loves the theater but she never comes late
 I never bother with people that I hate
 That's why this chick is a tramp
 She doesn't like crap games with barons and earls
 Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
 And I definitely won't dish our dirt with the rest of those girls
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 I love the free fresh wind in my hair
 Life without care
 Oh, I'm so broke,
 It's OK
 I hate California. It's crowded and damp
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 I'm a tramp!
 Sometimes I go to Coney Island
 Oh, the beach is divine
 I love the Yankees
 Jeter is just fine
 I follow Rogers and Hart
 She sings every line
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 I love the prize fight
 That isn't a fake
 No fakes
 And I love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park Lake
 She goes to the opera and stays wide awake
 Yes I do
 That's why this lady is a tramp
 She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her shoes
 What can I lose? 'cause I got no dough (Oh no?)
 I'm all alone when I lower my lamp
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 Go
 I love your free, fresh, I love your handkerchief in my hair
 Life without care
 But I'm so broke!
 That's OK!
 Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 That's why this lady is a tramp!
 That's why the lady is a tramp ...