Karaoké Tramp Otis Redding & Carla Thomas

Tramp

What you call me

Tramp

You didn't

You don't wear continental clothes or Stetson hats

Well, I tell you one dog-gone thing

It makes me feel good to know one thing

I know I'm a lover

Matter of opinion, baby

Uh

That's all right, mama was

So papa too

Mmh

And I'm the only child

Lovin' is all I know to do

You know what, Otis

What

You're country

That's all right

You straight from the Georgia woods

That's good

You know what

You wear overalls

And big old brogan shoes

And you need a haircut, tramp

Haircut

Woman, you foolin'

Ooh, I'm a lover

Yeah

Mama was, grandmama papa too

They make you one

Grandpa

Oh, that's alright

And I'm the only son of a gun, yeah

Gotta know

From this side up or something

Tramp

That's right that's what you are

With that old, ragged hat

That

You don't know how to trap

You know what, Otis

I don't care what you say

You're still a tramp

What

That's right

You haven't even got a fat bankroll in your pocket

You probably haven't even got twenty-five cents

I got six Cadillacs five Lincolns, four Fords

Six Mercuries, three T-Birds

Mustang

Ooh, I'm a lover

Uh

Not really by me

My mama was

My papa too

So what

I'ma tell you one thing

Well, tell me

I'm the only son of a gun, hey this side of the Sun

Alright

You're a tramp, Otis

No I'm not

I don't care what you say

You're still a tramp

What's wrong with that

Look here

You ain't got no money

I got everything

You can't buy me all those minks

And sables and all that stuff I want

I can buy you minks, rats frogs, squirrels, rabbits

Anything you want, woman

Look, you can go out in the Georgia woods

And catch them, baby

Oh, but you goofin' good

Uh, uh

You're still a tramp

That's all right

You a tramp, Otis

I don't care

You just a tramp

That's all right

I'm good though

You woman good too

You wear overalls

Your lover

You need a haircut

You need a lover baby

Cut off some of that hair baby off your head

I don't give it to you 'cos you beat that car

You think you a lover, huh

Ah yeah