Testo The Lady Is A Tramp

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She loves the theatre, but she never comes late
I never bother with people that I hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

She doesn't like crap games with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem in 'iamonds and pearls
And I definitely won't dish our dirt with some of the girls That's why, that's why the 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 blow out my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp, amunì

I love your free fresh
I love your handkerchief in my hand
Life without care
Oh, but I'm so broke, that's oke
Hates California, it's cold and it's damp

And that's why, that's why That's why, that's why
That's why, that's why
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp
That's why the lady is a tramp