The Lady Is A Tramp [Live (1958/Chicago)]-Ella Fitzgerald

[00:06.11]Ive wined and dined on mulligan stew, and never wished for turkey [00:11.48]As I hitched and hiked and grifted too, from maine to albuquerque [00:17.42]Alas, I missed the beaux arts ball, and what is twice as sad [00:26.62]I was never at a party where they honored noel ca-ad （coward） [00:35.54]But social circles spin too fast for me [00:41.09]My hobohemia is the place to be [00:49.78]I get too hungry, for dinner at eight [00:55.21]I like the theater, but never come late [01:00.82]I never bother, with people I hate [01:06.60]Thats why the lady is a tramp [01:12.73]I dont like crap games, with barons and earls [01:18.09]Wont go to harlem, in ermine and pearls [01:24.29]Wont dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls [01:29.65]Thats why the lady is a tramp [01:34.08]I like the free, fresh wind in her hair [01:41.42]Life without care [01:44.43]Im broke, its ok [01:47.55]Hate california, its cold and its damp [01:53.41]Thats why the lady is a tramp [01:59.34]I go to coney, the beach is devine [02:05.14]I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine [02:11.07]I find a winchell, and read every line [02:16.78]Thats why the lady is a tramp [02:21.76] [02:23.01]I like a prizefight, that isnt a fake [02:28.62]I love the rowing, on central park lake [02:34.56]I go to opera and stay wide awake [02:40.35]Thats why the lady is a tramp [02:44.95]I like the green grass under my shoes [02:52.29]What can I lose, Im flat, thats that [02:58.50]Im alone when I lower my lamp [03:04.50]Thats why the lady is a tramp [03:13.36] [03:17.25]Transcribed by todd peach [03:17.81]A few additional verses from the ella in berlin cd: [03:18.06]Girls get massages, they cry and they moan [03:18.25]Tell slender ella to leave me alone [03:18.43]Im not so hot, but my shape is my own [03:18.68]Thats why the lady is a tramp [03:18.87]The food at the kopensky is perfect, no doubt [03:19.06]I couldnt tell you wha the ritz is about [03:19.32]Drop a nickle in, and coffee comes out [03:19.50]Thats why the lady is a tramp [03:19.68]Like the sweet, fresh, rain in my face [03:19.88]Diamonds and lace, no got, so what? ! [03:20.05]For frank sinatra, I whistle and stamp [03:20.25]Thats why the lady is a tramp [03:20.44]Shes a hobo