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 never bother, with people hate
That's why the lady is a

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

That's why the is a tramp

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

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

Doesn't like dice games, sharpies and frauds

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

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

Alas, I missed the Beaux-Arts Ball, and what is 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 I hate: That's why the lady is a tramp.
I like crap games with Barons and Earls,
go to Harlem in ermine and pearls.
Won't dish the dirt the rest of the girls:
why the lady is a tramp.
I like the free wind in my hair, life without care:
I'm broke, ok.
Hate California, cold 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 like a prize fight that a fake.
I love the rowing on park lake.
I go to opera and stay wide
That's why the is a tramp!
I like the grass under my shoes, what can I lose?
I'm flat! That's that! I'm all alone I lower my lamp:
That's why the is a tramp!
know the reason for cocktails at five.
I don't flying - I'm glad I'm alive.
I crave but not when I drive:
why the lady is a tramp!
Folks went to and left me behind.
I missed the crowning - Queen didn't mind.
Won't play Scarlett in "Gone the Wind":
why the lady is a tramp!
I to hang my hat where I please, sail with the breeze.
No dough - - Ho! I still like Roosevelt
and he's a champ:
That's why the is a tramp.
get massages, they 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 food at is perfect, no doubt.
I know what the Ritz 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!