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She gets too hungry for dinner at 8 (I'm starving) She loves the theater but she never comes late I never bother with people I hate That's why this chick is a tramp She doesn't like crap games with barons and earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls And I definitely won't dish the 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 oh! 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 I love the yankees Jeter is just fine I follow rounders and park She sings every line That's why the lady is a tramp I love the prize fight SongtexteThat isn't a fake No fakes And I love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park Lake She goes to the opera and stays wide awake Yes I do That's why this lady is a tramp She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her shoes What can I lose? 'cause I got no dough I'm all alone when I blow out 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 But I'm so broke, that's oh! 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 That's why the lady is a tramp. Aus Songtexte Mania