Lyrics
No got-so what, no dough-heigh-ho Is, that s why the lady is a tramp
I go to coney-the beach is divine, that s why the lady is a tramp
i go to coney-the beach is divine
I ve wined and dined on mulligan stew, won t dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
That s why the lady is a tramp, i like the sweet, queen mary won t mind
that s why the lady is a tramp
Diamonds and lace, don t know the reason for cocktails at five
That s why the lady is a tramp, they cry and they moan, but my shape is my own
That s why the lady is a tramp, that s why the lady is a tramp, i don t like flying-i m glad i m alive
tell lizzie arden to leave me alone
That s why the lady is a tramp, i go to coney-the beach is divine
Where they honored noel ca ad but social circles spin too fast for me my hobohemia is the place to be, i go to coney-the beach is divine, don t know the reason for cocktails at five
Folks go to london and leave me behind, that s why the lady is a tramp, sail with the breeze
Sail with the breeze, that s why the lady is a tramp Jr., life without care
Won t dish the dirt with the rest of the girls, i go to opera and stay wide awake, i go to opera and stay wide awake
I don t like flying-i m glad i m alive, i love the rowing on central park lake
From maine to albuquerque, they cry and they moan, i was never at a party
I don t like crapgames with barons and earls, i missed the beaux arts ball, folks go to london and leave me behind
i ve wined and dined on mulligan stew
I like a prizefight that isn t a fake, girls get massages Featuring, i missed the beaux arts ball
i ll miss the crowning
i don t play scarlett in gone with the wind
That s why the lady is a tramp, life without care, i m not so hot
And never wished for turkey, i ve wined and dined on mulligan stew Sammy, that s why the lady is a tramp
i like the sweet
I like a prizefight that isn t a fake, i like the free fresh wind in my hair
i like the theater but never come late