Lyrics The Lady Is a Tramp - Frank Sinatra , Tony Bennett

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight, I′m starving
She loves the theater but she never comes late
I never bother with people that I hate
That's why this chick is a tramp
She doesn′t like crap games with barons and earls
I won't go to Harlem in ermines and pearls
And I definitely won't dish our dirt with the rest of those girls
That′s why the lady is a tramp
I love the free fresh wind in my hair
Life without care, oh I′m so broke, it's okay
I hate California, it′s crowded and damp
That's why the lady is a tramp, I′m a tramp
Sometimes I go to Coney Island, oh the beach is divine
None of the Yankees, Jeter's just fine
I follow Rodgers and Hart, she sings every line
That′s why the lady is a tramp
I love a prize fight, that isn't a fake, no fakes
And I'd love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park lake
She goes to the opera and stays wide awake
That′s why this lady is a tramp
She likes the green grass under her shoes, what can I lose
′Cause I got no dough, oh no
I'm all alone when I lower my lamp
That′s why the lady is a tramp, go
I love your free fresh, I love your handkerchief in my hair
Life without care, polka dot, but I'm so broke, that′s okay
Hates California, it's cold and it′s damp
That's why the lady is a tramp, that's why this lady is a tramp