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 That's all right, mama was, papa too 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 Mama was, grand ma was, papa too Boogaloo, all that stuff And I'm the only son-of-a-gun This side of the sun, Tramp 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, what 'bout me My mama was, my papa too I tell you one thing, well tell me I'm the only son-of-a-gun, yeah On, this side of sun 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, you foolin' You're still a tramp, that's all right You a tramp, Otis, you just a tramp That's all right You wear overalls, you need a haircut, baby Cut of some of that hair, baby You think you're a lover, huh? © BUDGET MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com