The Lady Is A Tramp – Babes In Arms – letras

I get too hungry for dinner at eightI like the theatre but never come lateI never bother with people I hateThat’s why the lady is a trampI don’t like crapgames with Barons and EarlsWon’t go to Harlem in ermine and pearlsWon’t dish the dirt with the rest of the girlsThat’s why the lady is a trampI like the free fresh wind in my hairLife without careI’m broke, it’s okeHates california is cold and is dampThat’s why the lady is a tramp