The Lady Is a Tramp
Embracing Hobohemia: A Tramp's Tale of Freedom and Independence
Lyrics
I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew, and never wished for Turkey
I have experienced a simple and humble life, never desiring extravagance.
As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque
I have traveled extensively through various means, from hitchhiking to hustling, covering a wide range of places.
Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
Unfortunately, I missed attending the Beaux Arts Ball, and it's doubly saddening.
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad
I've never been to a party that honored Noel Ca-ad.
But social circles spin too fast for me
Social circles and high society move too quickly for me to keep up.
My "hobohemia" is the place to be
My preferred social scene is among the unconventional and free-spirited.
I get too hungry, for dinner at eight
I become too hungry for dinner by eight, emphasizing punctuality.
I like the theater, but never come late
Although I enjoy the theater, I never arrive late to a show.
I never bother, with people I hate
I avoid interacting with people I dislike, maintaining a selective social circle.
That's why the lady is a tramp
The lady sees herself as a tramp due to her unconventional lifestyle and choices.
I don't like crap games, with barons and earls
I dislike participating in games of chance and associating with high-ranking individuals.
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
I refuse to go to Harlem in luxurious attire; I prefer simplicity.
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
I avoid gossiping and engaging in petty conversations with other women.
That's why the lady is a tramp
The lady reiterates her unconventional choices, reinforcing her tramp identity.
I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
I appreciate the liberating feeling of the wind blowing through my hair.
Life without care
My life is carefree and unburdened by societal expectations.
I'm broke, it's OK
Even though I'm financially struggling, I'm content with my situation.
Hate California, it's cold and it's damp
I dislike California due to its cold and damp weather.
That's why the lady is a tramp
Reiterating that her unconventional lifestyle is the reason why she is a tramp.
I go to Coney, the beach is divine
I enjoy going to Coney Island, finding the beach delightful.
I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
Attending ballgames, especially in the bleachers, is a pleasurable experience for me.
I follow Winchell, and read every line
I keep myself updated with gossip by following Walter Winchell and reading every article.
That's why the lady is a tramp
Emphasizing that her interests and activities make her a tramp.
I like a prizefight, that isn't a fake
I enjoy watching genuine prizefights, disliking anything staged or fake.
I love the rowing, on Central Park lake
Expressing a love for rowing on Central Park Lake.
I go to Opera and stay wide awake
I attend operas and stay alert and engaged during the performances.
That's why the lady is a tramp
Reaffirming her identity as a tramp due to her unconventional preferences.
I like the green grass under my shoes
Expressing a preference for the simplicity of green grass under her shoes.
What can I lose, I'm flat, that's that
Accepting her financial situation with a nonchalant attitude.
I'm alone when I lower my lamp
Feeling content in solitude when lowering her lamp, embracing her tramp identity.
That's why the lady is a tramp
Reiteration of the lady's self-perception as a tramp.
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