| I’ve wined and dined on Mulligan stew
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| And never wished for turkey
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| As I hitched and hiked and grifted, too
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| From Maine to Albuquerque
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| Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball
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| And what is twice as sad
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| I was never at a party
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| Where they honored Noel Ca' ad
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| But social circles spin too fast for me
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| My Hobohemia is the place to be
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| I get too hungry for dinner at eight
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| I like the theater but never come late
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| I never bother with people I hate
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| I don’t like crapgames with Barons and Earls
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| Won’t go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
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| Won’t dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| I like the free fresh wind in my hair
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| Life without care
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| I’m broke, it’s oke
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| Hates California is cold and is damp
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| I go to Coney-the beach is divine
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| I go to ball games-the bleachers are fine
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| I follow Winchell and read ev’ry line
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| I like a prizefight that isn’t a fake
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| I love the rowing on Central Park Lake
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| I go to opera and stay wide awake
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| I like the green grass under my shoes
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| What can I lose?
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| I’m flat! |
| That’s that!
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| I’m all alone when I lower my lamp
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| Don’t know the reason for cocktails at five
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| I don’t like flying-I'm glad I’m alive
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| I crave affection, but not when I drive
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp
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| Folks go to London and leave me behind
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| I’ll miss the crowning, Queen Mary won’t mind
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| I don’t play Scarlett in Gone With the Wind-
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| That' s why the lady is a tramp
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| I like to hang my hat where I please
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| Sail with the breeze
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| No dough-heigh-ho!
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| I love La Guardia and think he’s a champ
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| That' s why the lady is a tramp
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| Girls get massages, they cry and they moan
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| Tell Lizzie Arden to leave me alone
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| I’m not so hot, but my shape is my own
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp!
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| The food at Sardi’s is perfect, no doubt
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| I wouldn’t know what the Ritz is about
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| I drop a nickel and coffee comes out
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| That’s why the lady is a tramp!
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| I like the sweet, fresh rain in my face
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| Diamonds and lace
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| No got-so what? |