She wined and dined on mulligan stew
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And never wished for turkey
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As she hitched and hiked and grifted too
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From Maine to Albuquerque
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Alas, she missed the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
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I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward)
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But social circles spin too fast to see
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The "hobohemia" is the place to be
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She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
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She likes the theater, but never comes late
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She never bothers, with people she hates
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That's why the lady is a tramp
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She won't like crap games, with barons or 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 the girls
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That's why the lady is a tramp
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She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
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Life without care
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She's broke, and 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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She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
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Life without care
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She's broke, 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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That's why the lady is a tramp
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Lady Is A Tramp
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| Tony Bennett |
