Luyện nghe bài hát The Lady is a Tramp

I've and dined on Mulligan Stew
And never for Turkey
As I hitched and hiked and too
From to Albuquerque

Alas, I missed the Arts Ball
And what is as sad
I was at a party
Where they honored Noel
But social circles too fast for me
My Hobohemia is the to be

I get too hungry, for at eight
I the theater, but never come late
I bother, with people I hate
why the lady is a tramp

I like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and
dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
That's why the is a tramp

I the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life without care, I'm broke, it's
Hate California, it's and it's damp
why the lady is a tramp

I go to Coney, the is divine
I go to ballgames, the bleachers are
I follow Winchell, and read every
That's why the is a tramp

I like a prizefight, that a fake
I love the rowing, on Central Park
I go to Opera and stay wide
That's why the lady is a

I like the green grass my shoes
can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
I'm all alone when I lower my
why the lady is a tramp