The Lady Is A Tramp Lyrics

I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew
And never wished for Turkey
As I hitched and hiked and grifted too
From Maine to Albuquerque

Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball
And what is twice as sad
I was never at a party
Where they honored Noel Ca-ad
But social circles spin too fast for me
My Hobohemia is the place to be

I get too hungry, for dinner at eight
I like the theater, but never come late
I never bother, with people I hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

I don't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care, I'm broke, it's okay
Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

I go to Cony, the beach is divine
I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
I find a Winchell, and read every line
That's why the lady is a tramp

I like a prizefight, that isn't a fake
I love the rowing, on Central Park lake
I go to Opera and stay wide awake
That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the green gra*s under my shoes
What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
I'm all alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp

Ella Fitzgerald - Ella Fitzgerald Sings the Rodgers & Hart Songbook, Vol. 1

Oct 1990

1. Have You Met Miss Jones?
2. You Took Advantage Of Me
3. A Ship Without A Sail
4. This Can't Be Love
5. The Lady Is A Tramp
6. Manhattan
7. Johnny One Note
8. I Wish I Were In Love Again
9. Spring Is Here
10. It Never Entered My Mind
11. Where Or When
12. Little Girl Blue
13. I've Got Five Dollars
14. Dancing On The Ceiling
15. The Blue Room
16. To Keep My Love Alive
17. With A Song In My Heart