The Lady Is A Tramp
Ruby Braff And His Buddies Lyrics

She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
I am starving

She loves the theater, but she never comes late
She loves going to the theater, but she is always on time

I never bother, with people that I hate
He avoids people he dislikes

That's why this chick is a tramp
This is why she is considered a tramp

She doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
She dislikes playing meaningless games with wealthy people

Won't go to Harlem, in ermines and pearls
She refuses to dress up in expensive clothing to go to Harlem

And I definitely won't dish out dirt, with the rest of those girls (Thank-you)
She will not talk badly about others like other girls do

That's why the lady is a tramp
This is why she is considered a tramp

I love the free, fresh wind in my hair
He enjoys the feeling of the wind in his hair

Life without care, oh I'm so broke, it's old
He doesn't have any worries in life, but he is also broke

I hate California, it's crowded and damp
He dislikes California because it is crowded and humid

That's why the lady is a tramp (I am a tramp)
This is why she is considered a tramp

Sometimes I go to Coney Island, oh the beach is divine
He enjoys going to Coney Island and finds the beach there amazing

And I love the Yankees, Jeeter's just fine
He loves the Yankees and thinks Derek Jeter is a good player

I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line
He enjoys the songs of Rogers and Hart and she knows every line

That's why the lady is a tramp
This is why she is considered a tramp

I love a prizefight, that isn't a fake (no fakes)
He enjoys watching a real prizefight, not a fake one

I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central Park lake
He enjoys rowing in a boat on Central Park lake with his friends and their spouse

She goes to Opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
She likes going to the opera and doesn't fall asleep during the performance

That's why this lady is a tramp
This is why she is considered a tramp

She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her shoes
She enjoys the feeling of walking on the fresh green grass

What can I lose, 'cause I got no dough (oh no?)
He doesn't have anything to lose because he has no money

I'm all alone when I lower my lamp
He feels alone when he switches off his lamp at night

That's why the lady is a tramp
This is why she is considered a tramp