Karaoké The Lady Is a Tramp Sammy Davis Jr.

I've wined and I've dined on Mulligan stew

Never wished for turkey

As I hitched and hiked and drifted too from Maine to Albuquerque

Alas I missed the Beaux Arts Ball

What is twice as sad

I was never at a party where they honored

Noel Ca' ad

But her social circles spin too fast for me

Her Hobohemia is the place I wanna be

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight

She loves the theater but never comes late

She'll never bother with someone she hates

That's why the lady is a tramp

She goes to Coney

The beach is divine

She digs the ball games and the bleachers are fine

She reads Kilgallon and I mean every line

That's why the lady is a tramp

I like the green grass under my shoes

So what can I lose

I'm flat

That's that

And for Ray Charles

She whistles and stamps

That's why the lady is a tramp

She likes the free fresh wind in her hair

Life without care

She is broke but it's oke

Hates California

It's cold and it's damp

That's why the lady is a tramp

Why the lady

That is why the lady

Why the lady is a tramp

Ta da mmh ta da

One more time

Why the lady

I'm hit with that crazy lady

Why the lady is a tramp