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Letra 'Lady Is A Tramp, The'

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