Luyện nghe bài hát Lady Is A Tramp (Live At Reunion Arena, Dallas, Texas / October 24, 1987)

She gets too hungry, for dinner at
She the theater, but doesn't come late
She'd bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the is a tramp

Doesn't like crap games, barons and earls
go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of girls

That's why the lady is a

She loves the free, fresh wind in her
without care
She's broke, but o'k

She hates California, it's cold and it's
That's why the lady is a

Doesn't dice games, with sharpies and frauds

Won't go to Harlem, in or Fords
Won't dish the dirt, the rest of those broads
That's why the lady is a

I've wined and dined on stew,
and wished for turkey.
As I and hiked and grifted, too,
Maine to Albuquerque.

Alas, I the Beaux-Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad:
I was never at a party where honored Noel Ca'ad.
But social spin too fast for me;
My is the place to be....
I get too hungry for at eight,
I the theatre but never come late.
I never bother with people I hate: why the lady is a tramp.
I like crap games with Barons and Earls,
Won't go to in ermine and pearls.
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the
That's why the is a tramp.
I like the free wind in my hair, life without care:
I'm broke, ok.
Hate California, it's cold and it's
why the lady is a tramp.

I go to - the beach is divine.
I go to games - the bleachers are fine.
I follow and read every line:
That's why the is a tramp!
I like a prize fight isn't a fake.
I love the rowing on Central lake.
I go to opera and stay awake:
That's why the is a tramp!
I like the grass under my shoes, what can I lose?
I'm flat! that! I'm all alone when I lower my lamp:
why the lady is a tramp!
Don't know the reason for at five.
I like flying - I'm glad I'm alive.
I crave affection but not when I
That's why the is a tramp!
went to London and left me behind.
I missed the crowning - Mary didn't mind.
play Scarlett in "Gone With the Wind":
That's why the is a tramp!
I to hang my hat where I please, sail with the breeze.
No dough - Heigh - Ho! I like Roosevelt
and think he's a
why the lady is a tramp.
Girls get massages, cry and they moan -
Tell Arden to leave me alone.
I'm not so hot but my is my own:
That's why the is a tramp!
The at Rector's is perfect, no doubt.
I wouldn't know what the is about.
I drop a nickel and comes out:
why the lady is a tramp!
I like the fresh rain in my face.
Diamonds and lace - no got, so
For Robert I whistle and stamp:
That's why the is a tramp!