(Puck)
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight 
She adores the theater, and won't arrive late 
She'd never bother, with people she'd hate 
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn'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 
She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair 
Life without care 
She's broke; it's oke
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp 
That's why the lady is a tramp, oh
(Mercedes)
Oh...
I get far too hungry to eat dinner at eight
I adore the theater but I never come late
I'd ooh...
(Puck)
You'd never bother with anyone that you'd hate
(Both)
That's why the lady is a tramp
(Mercedes)
I like the free, fresh wind in my hair, life without care
(Puck)
She's a springer, a humdinger
(Mercedes)
Hate California, too cold
(Both)
And too damp
(Mercedes)
That's why the lady...
(Puck)
That's why the lady...
(Mercedes)
That's why the lady...
(Puck)
That's why the lady...
(Mercedes)
That's why the lady...
(Puck)
Oh...
(Mercedes)
That is why the lady is a tramp
(Puck) 
That is why the lady is a tramp
(Mercedes)
Tramp, oh...