その淑女ふしだらにつき The lady is a tramp
Lyrics by: Lorenz Hart
Music by: Richard Rodgers
From the Show: Babes In Arms 1937 (S)
vocal:椎名林檎
I've wined ang dined on mulligan stew
And never wished for a turkey
As I hitched and hiked ang grifted too,from Maine to Albuguerque
Alas I missed the Beaux Arts Ball
And what is twice as sad
I've never been to a party where they honoured Noel Ca-ad
Social circles moved too far for me.
My hobohemia is the place to be
I get too gungry for dinner at eight
I like the theatre but never come late
I never bother with people I hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
I don'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
I like the free fresh wind in my hair
Life without care I'm broke,it's oke
Hate California,it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp