その淑女ふしだらにつき[the lady is a tramp]

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've never been to a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad Social circles moved too fast for me. My hobohemia is the place to be I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theatre 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 my hair. Life without care I'm broke, it's oke Hate California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp Girls get massages, they cry and they moan Tell slender Ella 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 the Kopensky is perfect, no doubt I couldn't tell you what the Ritz is about Drop a nickle in, and coffee comes out That's why the lady is a tramp Like the sweet, fresh, rain in my face Diamonds and lace, no got, so what?! For Frank Sinatra, I whistle and stamp That's why the lady is a tramp She's a hobo She's a scamp She's a no-good kinda tramp That's why the lady is a tramp