The Lady Is a Tramp (Live) - Lady Gaga

Written by：Richard Rodgers/Lorenz Hart

I get too hungry for dinner at eight

I loves the theater but I always comes late

I never bother with gentlemen I hate

That's why this chick is a tramp

I don't like crap games with barons and earls

Won't go to harlem in ermines and pearls

When I definitely won't dish out dirt with the rest of those girls

That's why they got me a tramp

I love the free fresh wind in my hair

Life without care

Oh come on

You better to know I'm broke as so

Hate California it's crowded and damp

That's why they got me a tramp

Sometimes I go to coney island the beach is divine

And I love the yankees jeeter's just fine

I follow rogers and heart and sings every line

That's why they got me a tramp

You know I like prizefight as long as it isn't no fakes

I look to Robert with Susan in central park lake

I go to the opera and stay wide awake

That's why this lady is a tramp

I likes the green grass under my shoes

What can I lose cause honey

You heard I ain't got no dough oh no

I'm all alone when I lower my lamp

That's why the lady is a tramp

I love the free fresh I love the wind in my hair

Oh

Life without care

How can I told you baby

I need the money

I am so broke

Hate California it's cold and damp

That's why I knew you're a tramp

That's why the lady

That's why the lady

That's why the lady is a tramp