Frank SinatraLady Is A Tramp

Writer(s): rodgers/hartshe gets too hungry, for dinner at eightshe loves the theater, but doesn’t come lateshe’d never bother, with people she’d hatethat’s why the lady is a trampdoesn’t like crap games, with barons and earlswon’t go to harlem, in ermine and pearlswon’t dish the dirt, with the rest of those girlsthat’s why the lady is a trampshe loves the free, fresh wind in her hairlife without careshe’s broke, but it’s o’kshe hates california, it’s cold and it’s dampthat’s why the lady is a trampdoesn’t like dice games, with sharpies and fraudswon’t go to harlem, in lincolns or fordswon’t dish the dirt, with the rest of those broadsthat’s why the lady is a tramp
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