The Lady Is a Tramp Songtext

von Luther Vandross

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
Loves the theater but she never runs in there late
She'll never bothers on people she hates
That's why the lady is a champ

Doesn't like dice games with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She will dish that dirt with the rest of those girls
That is why this chick is a champ

She loves the free, fine, lovely wind in her hair
Life without care, she's broke but it's okay
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like dice games with sharpies and frauds
Won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of those broads
That's why the lady is a tramp