[Dean Martin]
Ladies and gentlemen Sammy Davis Jr.

[Sammy Davis Jr.]
(And not a moment too soon either. Thank you. They are awfully nice for goyem. I really mean that.)

I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew
And I've never wished for turkey
And I've hitched and hiked and drifted too
From Maine to Albuquerque

When I go out swinging I try to play it cool
And I'm sorry to say that I've never met Mr. Peter O'tool
Social circles, they spin too fast for me
My Hobohemia is the place I want to be

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She adores the theater, but wont arrive late
She will never argue with a catch she'd hate
And that is why the lady is a tramp

Won't go to Coney, Malibu is fine
She adores the ballgame, thinks Willie Mays is divine
She refuses to believe Wilbur Clark is a friend of mine
And that's why the lady is a tramp
She likes that green grass growing under her shoes
She evens digs birth of the blues
Man, she's a swinger, a hum dinger
She's all alone, when she lower your lamp
That's why the lady is the tramp

She likes that free fresh wind in her hair
Life without care, she is broke but its oke
Hates San Fransico, it's hilly and damp
That's why my lady is a tramp
Why the lady, why the lady
Why the lady is a tramp

One more time
She likes that free fresh wind in her wig
There's nothing she don't dig
She's a swinger, a hum dinger
She's all alone, when she lowers her lamp
That's why my lady is a tramp
Why the lady, why the lady
Why the lady is a tramp

(Thank you very kindly ladies and gentlemen. Thank you. May I please - would you be kind enough to give me that hat. Thank you very kindly. Thank you Frank. I would like at this time... What? Any Frank? I keep telling you I can't tell one from another man. They all look alike to me.)