I've wined and dined on MulliganStew, and never wished for Turkey As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque Alas, I missed the Beaux ArtsBall, and what is twice as sad I've never been to a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad (Coward) But social circles moved too fast for me My "hobohemia" is the place tobe 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 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 nickel in and coffee comes out That’s why the lady is a tramp I like the sweet fresh rain in my face Diamonds and lace, no got, so what? For Frank Sinatra, I whistle andI 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