Sammy Davis Jr. - The Lady Is A Tramp lyrics

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Sammy Davis Jr. - 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 crapgames 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 my hair Life without care I'm broke, it's oke Hates California is cold and is damp That's why the lady is a tramp I go to Coney-the beach is divine I go to ball games-the bleachers are fine I follow Winchell and read ev'ry 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** 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 Don't know the reason for co*ktails at five I don't like flying-I'm glad I'm alive I crave affection, but not when I drive That's why the lady is a tramp Folks go to London and leave me behind I'll miss the crowning, Queen Mary won't mind I don't play Scarlett in Gone With the Wind- That' s why the lady is a tramp I like to hang my hat where I please Sail with the breeze No dough-heigh-ho! I love La Guardia and think he's a champ That' s why the lady is a tramp Girls get ma**ages, they cry and they moan Tell Lizzie Arden to leave me alone I'm not so hot, but my shape is my own That's why the lady is a tramp! The food at Sardi's is perfect, no doubt I wouldn't know what the Ritz is about I drop a nickel and coffee comes out That's why the lady is a tramp! I like the sweet, fresh rain in my face Diamonds and lace No got-so what?