[ Featuring RILEY, Mark Salling ]
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She enjoys the theater, and won't arrive late
She'd never bother, with people she'd hates
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn'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 the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, and it's oke
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
Whoa
I get far too hungry to eat dinner at eight
I adore the theater, but never come late
(I'll) She'd never bother, with people you'd hate
That's why the Lady is a Tramp
I like the free, fresh, wind in my hair
Life without care
She's a springer a humdinger
Hates California, it's too cold, and too damp
That's why the lady,
That's why the lady
That's why the lady (ooh)
That is why the lady is a tramp
