The Lady Is a Tramp - Piano Gaga

She gets too hungry for dinner at 8

(I'm starving)

She loves the theater but she never comes late

I never bother with people that I hate

That’s why this chick is a tramp

She doesn’t like crap games with barons and earls

Won’t go to Harlem in ermine and pearls

And I definitely won’t dish our dirt with the rest of those girls

That’s why the lady is a tramp

I love the free fresh wind in my hair

Life without care

Oh, I’m so broke,

It’s OK

I hate California.

It’s crowded and damp

That’s why the lady is a tramp

I’m a tramp!

Sometimes I go to Coney Island

Oh, the beach is divine

I love the Yankees

Jeter is just fine

I follow Rogers and Hart

She sings every line

That’s why the lady is a tramp

I love the prize fight

That isn’t a fake

No fakes

And I love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park Lake

She goes to the opera and stays wide awake

Yes I do

That’s why this lady is a tramp

She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her shoes

What can I lose?

'cause I got no dough (Oh no?)

I’m all alone when I lower my lamp

That’s why the lady is a tramp

Go

I love your free, fresh, I love your handkerchief in my hair

Life without care

But I’m so broke!

That’s OK!

Hates California, it’s cold and it’s damp

That’s why the lady is a tramp

That’s why this lady is a tramp!

That’s why the lady is a tramp