[00:06.11]Ive wined and dined on mulligan stew, and never wished for turkey
[00:11.48]As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from maine to albuquerque
[00:17.42]Alas, I missed the beaux arts ball, and what is twice as sad
[00:26.62]I was never at a party where they honored noel ca-ad （coward）
[00:35.54]But social circles spin too fast for me
[00:41.09]My hobohemia is the place to be
[00:49.78]I get too hungry, for dinner at eight
[00:55.21]I like the theater, but never come late
[01:00.82]I never bother, with people I hate
[01:06.60]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[01:12.73]I dont like crap games, with barons and earls
[01:18.09]Wont go to harlem, in ermine and pearls
[01:24.29]Wont dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
[01:29.65]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[01:34.08]I like the free, fresh wind in her hair
[01:41.42]Life without care
[01:44.43]Im broke, its ok
[01:47.55]Hate california, its cold and its damp
[01:53.41]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[01:59.34]I go to coney, the beach is devine
[02:05.14]I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
[02:11.07]I find a winchell, and read every line
[02:16.78]Thats why the lady is a tramp
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[02:23.01]I like a prizefight, that isnt a fake
[02:28.62]I love the rowing, on central park lake
[02:34.56]I go to opera and stay wide awake
[02:40.35]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[02:44.95]I like the green grass under my shoes
[02:52.29]What can I lose, Im flat, thats that
[02:58.50]Im alone when I lower my lamp
[03:04.50]Thats why the lady is a tramp
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[03:17.25]Transcribed by todd peach
[03:17.81]A few additional verses from the ella in berlin cd:
[03:18.06]Girls get massages, they cry and they moan
[03:18.25]Tell slender ella to leave me alone
[03:18.43]Im not so hot, but my shape is my own
[03:18.68]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[03:18.87]The food at the kopensky is perfect, no doubt
[03:19.06]I couldnt tell you wha the ritz is about
[03:19.32]Drop a nickle in, and coffee comes out
[03:19.50]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[03:19.68]Like the sweet, fresh, rain in my face
[03:19.88]Diamonds and lace, no got, so what? !
[03:20.05]For frank sinatra, I whistle and stamp
[03:20.25]Thats why the lady is a tramp
[03:20.44]Shes a hobo