The Lady Is A Tramp

She get too hungry for dinner at eight (I'm starving)
She love the theater but she never come late
I never bother with people i hate
That’s why this chick is a tramp (hahaha...)
She doesn't like crab games with barons and earls
Won’t go to Harlem in ermine and pearls (hahaha...)
ANd I definitely won't dish our dirt, with the rest of those girls (thanks you)
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 OK!
I hate California
It’s crowded and damp
That’s why the lady is a tramp

Somtimes I go to Coney Island
Oh, this beach is divine
And I love the Yankees
Jeter's just fine
I follow rounder and parks
She sings every line
That why the lady is a tramp

I love the pize fight
That isn't a fake (no fakes)
And I love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park lake (hahaha...)
She go to the Opera and stay wide awake (yes i do)
That why this lady is a tramp
She like the green..green..grass..grass, under her shoes
Why can I lose? Cause i got no dough (oh no)
I'm all alone when I doing my hair.
That why the lady is a tramp...Go

Beep(x14)
Dudu...dolo...dubaba...dubaradiday

I love your free... fresh, i love your handerchief in my hair
Life without care (oh my God)
But I'm so broke
That's OK!
Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
That why the lady is a tramp(x3)