She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She adores the theater, and won't arrive late
She never bothers with people she hates
That's why the lady is a tramp
She don't go to crap games with Barons and Earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt like some of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care; she's broke, it's oke
Hates Cal-i-for - nia, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp