The Lady Is a Tramp Karaoke - Ella Fitzgerald

This title is a cover of The Lady Is a Tramp as made famous by Ella Fitzgerald

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Tempo: variable (around 165 BPM)

In the same key as the original: G, A♭

Duration: 03:23 - Preview at: 00:59

Release date: 1956
Genres: Jazz, In English
Original songwriters: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers

All files available for download are reproduced tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics The Lady Is a Tramp

I've wined and dined on mulligan stew and never wished for turkey
As I've hitched and hiked and drifted too from Maine to Albuquerque
Alas I missed the Beaux Arts Ball and what is twice as sad
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Coward
But social circles spin too fast for me
My hobohemia is the place to be
I get too hungry for dinner at eight
I like the theater but never come late
I never bother with people I hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
I don't like crap games with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt with the rest of those girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like the free fresh wind in my hair
Life without care
I'm broke, it's oh
Hate California it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
I go to Coney the beach is divine
I go to ballgames the bleachers are fine
I follow Winchell and read every line
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like a prizefight that isn't a fake
I love the rowing on Central Park lake
I go to Opera and stay wide awake
That's why the lady is a tramp
I like the green grass under my shoes
What can I lose
I'm flat that's that
I'm all alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady is a tramp

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