(Puck)
 She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight 
 She adores the theater, and won't arrive late 
 She'd never bother, with people she'd hate 
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 
 Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls 
 Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls 
 Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls 
 That's why the lady is a tramp 
 
 She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair 
 Life without care 
 She's broke; it's oke
 She hates California, it's cold and it's damp 
 That's why the lady is a tramp, oh
 
 (Mercedes)
 Oh...
 
 I get far too hungry to eat dinner at eight
 I adore the theater but I never come late
 I'd ooh...
 
 (Puck)
 You'd never bother with anyone that you'd hate
 
 (Both)
 That's why the lady is a tramp
 
 
 (Mercedes)
 I like the free, fresh wind in my hair, life without care
 
 (Puck)
 She's a springer, a humdinger
 
 (Mercedes)
 Hate California, too cold
 
 (Both)
 And too damp
 
 (Mercedes)
 That's why the lady...
 
 (Puck)
 That's why the lady...
 
 (Mercedes)
 That's why the lady...
 
 (Puck)
 That's why the lady...
 
 (Mercedes)
 That's why the lady...
 
 (Puck)
 Oh...
 
 (Mercedes)
 That is why the lady is a tramp
 
 (Puck) 
 That is why the lady is a tramp
 
 (Mercedes)
 Tramp, oh...