Testo di The Lady Is a Tramp (feat. Lady Gaga)

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight (I'm starving) She loves the theater and never comes late I never bother with people that I hate That's why this chick is a tramp She doesn't like crap games with barons or earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls And I definitely won't dish our dirt with the rest of those girls That's why the lady is a tramp I love the free, fresh wind in my hair Life without care I'm so broke It's "oke" I hate California, it's crowded and damp That's why the lady is a tramp (I'm a tramp) Sometimes I go to Coney Island Oh the beach is divine And I love the yankees Jeter Is just fine I follow Rodgers and Hart She sings every line That's why the lady is a tramp I love the prize fight That isn't a fake (no fakes) And I love to rowboat with you and your wife in Central Park Lake She goes to the opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do) That's why this lady is a tramp She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her shoes What can I lose? 'cause I got no dough! oh no? I'm all alone when I'm blowing my nails That's why the lady is a tramp I love your free, fresh, I love your handkerchief in my hand Life without care But I'm so broke That's "oke" Hates California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp That's why this lady is a tramp That's why the lady is a tramp