The Lady Is A Tramp by Tony Bennett & 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 or Earls
Won't go to Harlem in 'iamonds and pearls
And I definitely won't dish our dirt
With the rest of those girls
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 o'k!

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
Jeeter's just fine!
I follow Rodgers and Hart
She sings every line
That's why The Lady is a Tramp

I love the prize fight
That isn't a fake (no fakes)
And I love the rowboat with you
And your wife in Central Park, late
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!
Go!
...
I love your free...
Fresh!, I love your handkerchief in my hair!
Life without care! (Polka dot!)
But I'm so broke!
That's o'k!

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...