I've wined and dined on mulligan stew. And never wished for turkey As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque Alas I missed the Beaux Arts Ball. And what is twice as sad I've never been to a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad Social circles moved too fast for me. My hobohemia is the place to be
I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theatre 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 oke Hate California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp
