"The Lady Is A Tramp" lyrics - LADY GAGA

She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight (I'm starving)
She loves the theater, but she never comes late
I never bother, with people that I hate
That's why this chick is a tramp

She doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermines and pearls
And I definitely won't dish out dirt, with the rest of those girls (thank you)
That's why the lady is a tramp

I love the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life without care
Oh I'm so broke
It's oke
I hate California, it's crowded and damp
That's why the lady is a tramp (I'm a tramp)

Sometimes I go to Coney Island
Oh, the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees
Jeter's just fine
I follow Rogers and Hart
She sings every line
That's why the lady is a tramp

I love a prizefight
That isn't a fake (no fakes)
And I love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park lake
She goes to the opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
That's why this 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 lower my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp

I love your free fresh, I love your handkerchief in my hair
Life without care (it's polka dot)
But I'm so broke
That's oke
Hates California
It's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
That's why the lady is a tramp
That's why the lady is a tramp
Right on!

(Beautiful. Thank you)