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 why the art is twice as sad

I've never been to a party

When they honored Noel Ca-ad

Social circles move 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 okey

Hate California it's cold and it's damp

That's why the lady is a tramp

Girls get massages they cry and they moan

Tell slender Ella to leave me alone

I'm not so hot but my shape is my own

That's why the lady is a tramp

The food at the Kopensky is perfect no doubt

I couldn't tell you what the Ritz is about

Drop a nickle in and coffee comes out

That's why the lady is a tramp

Like the sweet fresh rain in my face

Diamonds and lace no got so what

For Frank Sinatra I whistle and stamp

That's why the lady is a tramp

She's a hobo

She's a scamp

She's a no-good kinda tramp

That's why the lady is a tramp