What a dog, baby! What a dog! He's a tramp but they love him Breaks a new heart, every day He's a tramp, they adore him And I only hope he'll stay that way He's a tramp, he's a scoundrel He's a rounder, he's a cad He's a tramp, but I love him Yes, and even I have got it pretty bad You can never tell when he'll show up He gives you plenty of trouble I guess he's just a no 'count pup But I wish that he were double He's a tramp, he's a rover And there's nothing more to say If he's a tramp, he's a good one And I wish that I could travel his way You can never tell when he'll show up He gives you plenty of trouble I guess he's just a no 'count pup But I wish that he were double He's a tramp, he's a rover And there's nothing more to say If he's a tramp, he's a good one And I wish that I could travel his way I wish that I could travel his way I wish that I could travel his way

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight She likes the theatre and never comes late She never bothers with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp Doesn't like crap games with barons or 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 ok Hates California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight She loves the theatre but never comes late She'd never bother with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp She'll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds And she won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords And she won't dish the dirt with the rest of the broads That's why the lady is a tramp She'd love the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, but it's ok Hates California, it's so cold and so damp That's why the lady That's why the lady That's why the lady is a tramp