Little Tramp$

[Verse 1: Brook D'Leau]
Just another Tuesday night
I went out looking for a pinch
Fancy walking down the boulevard
Some fun should be a cinch
My lonely lover's appetite
Is hungry for tomorrow
'Cause today, no way I'm gonna say
I need some love to borrow
Here I am 20 grand, so ready to roar
And I cruise to the front of the line
Wanna get it all in, wanna spend my money
Wanna really misplace my mind
And the broad at the front says "Whaddaya want?"
Like she doesn't even know my cap
And a really big guy with a glare in his eye goes
"No way, jam is packed"

[Hook: Brook D'Leau + Jack Davey, both]
Little tramps
(Tramps)
Silly little tramps
Silly, silly, silly
Silly little tramps
They're that certain type of ppl
You can never trust your ego
Little tramps
(Tramps)
And all the tramps in the back say

[Verse 2: Brook D'Leau]
Now just the other day
My Betty came up with a plan
Let's put on the Ritz for just a little bit
On a beach in the south of France
She says "Hey there daddy, I'll love u forever
I'll make it all worth your while"
Now that's a whole lotta dough, but I can't say no
'Cause that's just not my style
There we are by the bar in Le Grand Château
Red wine all over the place
Getting hot in the pants, I'm ready to dance
And it's written all on my face
Paid a real big bill just to give her a thrill
Then I take her right up to the flat
Just when the little guy was ready to fly
She says "Aunt Flo is back"
Little tramp

[Hook: Brook D'Leau + Jack Davey, both]
(Tramp)
Silly little tramps
Silly, silly, silly
Silly little tramps
They're that certain type of ppl
You can never trust your ego
Little tramps
(Tramps)
And all the tramps in the back say

[Bridge: Jack Davey (Brook D'Leau)]
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
(And all the tramps in the back say)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
(And all the tramps in the back say)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
(All the tramps in the back say)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh

[Verse 3: Brook D'Leau with Jack Davey]
Always up to something
Never care to take the blame
Smart enough to find the faces
But you always lose the name
And this is just the Monday
That I'd sure love to forget
Gotta bust my ass for the big boss man
To cop that bigger check
Here I go toe-to-toe with another big wig
Who swears he's got the motts
And I do all the work 'til my head just hurts
While he does diddly squat
When the big day comes and the work's all done
I'm ready to claim my stack
And the big dumb jerk did none of the work
But says "Thank me for that"
You're such a tramp

[Hook: Brook D'Leau + Jack Davey, both]
(Tramp)
Silly little tramps
Silly, silly, silly
Silly little tramps
They're that certain type of ppl
You can never trust your ego
Little tramps
(Tramps)
How's about that
All the tramps in the back say

[Bridge: Jack Davey (Brook D'Leau)]
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
(And all the tramps in the back say)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
(And all the tramps in the back say)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
(All the tramps in the back say)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhh