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

She gets too hungry, for at eight
She the theater, but doesn't come late
never bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a

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

That's why the lady is a

She loves the free, fresh in her hair
Life without
She's broke, but o'k

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

like dice games, with sharpies and frauds

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

I've wined and on mulligan stew,
and wished for turkey.
As I and hiked and grifted, too,
from 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 circles too fast for me;
My Hobohemia is the to be....
I get too for dinner at eight,
I like the but never come late.
I never bother with people I hate: That's why the is a tramp.
I don't like crap games with and Earls,
Won't go to Harlem in and pearls.
Won't the dirt with the rest of the girls:
That's why the is a tramp.
I like the free fresh wind in my hair, life care:
I'm broke, ok.
Hate California, it's and it's damp:
why the lady is a tramp.

I go to Coney - the is divine.
I go to ball - the bleachers are fine.
I follow Winchell and read every
That's why the is a tramp!
I a prize fight that isn't a fake.
I the rowing on Central park lake.
I go to opera and stay wide
That's why the is a tramp!
I like the green under my shoes, what can I lose?
I'm flat! That's that! I'm all alone when I lower my
why the lady is a tramp!
Don't the reason for cocktails at five.
I don't flying - I'm glad I'm alive.
I crave affection but not I drive:
why the lady is a tramp!
Folks went to London and me behind.
I missed the crowning - Queen didn't mind.
Won't play in "Gone With the Wind":
That's why the is a tramp!
I like to my hat where I please, sail with the breeze.
No dough - Heigh - Ho! I still 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:
why the lady is a tramp!
The at Rector's is perfect, no doubt.
I wouldn't know what the is about.
I drop a nickel and coffee out:
why the lady is a tramp!
I like the fresh rain in my face.
Diamonds and - no got, so what?
For Taylor I whistle and stamp:
why the lady is a tramp!