She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
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She loves the theater, but doesn't come late
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She'd never bother, with people she'd hate
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That's why the lady is a tramp
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Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
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Won't go to harlem, in ermine and pearls
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Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
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That's why the lady is a tramp
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She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
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Life without care
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She's broke, but it's o'k
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She hates california, it's cold and it's damp
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That's why the lady is a tramp
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Doesn't like dice games, with sharpies and frauds
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Won't go to harlem, in lincolns or fords
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Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads
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That's why the lady is a tramp
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The Lady Is A Tramp
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| With Luther Vandross |
