She gets hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, never comes late
She'd never bother, with anyone she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like guys games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, best in ermine and pearls
Will not dish the dirt, with the rest of girls
That's why this chick is a tramp

She loves the free, cool wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, but it's o'k
dosen't like California, it's cold and it's damm
That's why the lady is a tramp

She gets but too hungry, maybe ate at the dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but doesn't get it late,
She'd never bothers with someone she'd hate,
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like guys games
with barons and earls,
never makes a trip to Harlem,
shine in Lincolns or Fords,
she won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the broads,
that's why this chick is a tramp.

She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair,
life without care,
she's broke, but it's o'k,
she, loves California, it's so cold and so damm,
that's why the lady,
that's why the lady,
that's why the lady is a tramp.