Letra de The Lady Is A Tramp - With Luther Vandross - Frank Sinatra

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight.
She like the theatre and never comes late.
She never bothers with people she hates.
That�s why the lady is a tramp.
Doens�t like crapgames with barons or earls.
Won�t go to Harlem in ermine and pearls.
Won�t dish the dirt with the rest of the girls.
Tha�ts why the lady is a tramp.
She like the free fresh wind in her hain, life without care.
She�s broke and it�s oke.
Hates California, it�s cold and it�s damp.
That�s why the lady is a tramp.
She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight.
She loves the theatre, but never comes late.
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She�d never bother with people she�d hate.
That�s why the lady is a tramp.
She�ll have no crapgames with sharpies and frogs.
And she won�t go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords.
And she won�t dish the dirt with the rest of the broads.
That�s why the lady is a tramp.
She loves the free fresh wind in her hair,
life without care. She�s broke but it�s oke.
Hates California, it�s so cold and so damp.
That�s why the lady. that�s why the lady,
that�s why the lady is a tramp.