i ve wined and dined on mulligan stew and never wished for turkey as i hitched and hiked and grifted too from maine to albuquerque alas i missed the beaux arts ball and what is twice as sad i was never at a party where they honored noel ca ad but social circles spin too fast for me my hobohemia is the place to be i get too hungry for dinner at eight i like the theater but never come late i never bother with people i hate that s why the lady is a tramp i don 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 i like the free fresh wind in my hair life without care i m broke it s o k hate california it s cold and it s damp that s why the lady is a tramp i go to coney the beach is divine i go to ballgames the bleachers are fine i follow winchell and read every line that s why the lady is a tramp i like a prizefight that isn t a fake i love the rowing on central park lake i go to opera and stay wide awake that s why the lady is a tramp i like the green grass under my shoes what can i lose i m flat that s that i m all alone when i lower my lamp that s why the lady that s why the lady that s why the lady is a tramp