The Lady Is A Tramp

The Lady Is A Tramp - Ella Fitzgerald

I've wined and dined on mulligan stew

And never wished for turkey

As I hitched and hiked and grifted too

From maine to albuquerque

Alas I missed the beaux arts ball

And what is twice as sad

I was never at a party where they honored

Noel ca-ad

But social circles spin too fast for me

My hobohemia is the place to be

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 ok

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 a tramp