Lyrics Tony Bennett

Tony Bennett

The Lady Is a Tramp

She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight (I am 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 ermines and pearls

And I definitely won't dish out dirt, with the rest of those girls (Thank-you)

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 old

I hate California, it's crowded and damp

That's why the lady is a tramp (I am a tramp)

Sometimes I go to Coney Island, oh the beach is divine

And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's just fine

I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line

That's why the lady is a tramp

I love a prizefight, that isn't a fake (no fakes)

I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central Park lake

She goes to 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 am so broke, that's oak

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