The Lady Is a Tramp (Version by Lena Horne / Lennie Hayton Orchestra) Lyrics
The Lady Is A Tramp - Lena Horne (莲纳·荷恩)
I get too hungry for dinner at eight
I like the theater 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 o'k
Hate California it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
I go to Coney the beach is devine
I go to ballgames the bleachers are fine
I find a Winchell and read every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like a prizefight 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 alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady is
That's why the lady is
That's why the lady is a tramp