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Lirik Lagu The Lady Is A Tramp - Mary Martin

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I've wined and dined on mulligan stewAnd never wished for turkeyAs I hitched and hiked and grifted tooFrom Maine to AlbuquerqueAlas, I missed the Beaux-Arts Balland, what is twice as sad,I was never at a partyWhere they honored Noel CaaahdBut social circles spin too fast for meMy Hobo-hemia is the place to be
I get too hungry for dinner at eightI love the theater but never come lateI never bother with people I hateThat's why the lady is a trampI don't like crap games 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 "oke"Hate California, it's cold and it's dampThat's why the lady is a tramp
I go to Coney, the beach is divineI go to ball games, the bleachers are fineI follow Winchell and read every lineThat's why the lady is a trampI like a prizefight that isn't a fakeI love the rowing on Central Park LakeI go to opera and stay wide awakeThat's why the lady is a trampI like the green grass under my shoesWhat can I lose?I'm flat--that's thatI'm all alone when I lower my lampThat's why the lady is a tramp
Don't know the reason for cocktails at fiveI don't like flying, I'm glad I'm aliveI crave affection, but not when I driveThat's why the lady is a trampFolks went to London and left me behindI missed the crowning, Queen Mary didn't mindWon't play Scarlett in "Gone with the Wynde"That's why the lady is a trampI like to hang my hat where I pleaseSail with the breezeNo dough--hi-ho!I still like Roosevelt, I think he's a champThat's why the ladyThat's why the ladyThat's why the lady is a tramp