Tramp
Lyrics
Tramp
You could call me that
I don't wear continental clothes
Stetson hats, sometimes
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Momma would. Papa too.
I love this child. It is all I know how to do
Heh. Call me country
Right from the words.
I'll answer when you call me.
'Cause baby, if that makes you feel good
Hm.
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Momma would. Papa too.
I love this child. It is all I know how to do
Ha. Now whatever you call me,
Ha ha, I'll even go for that.
'Cause I keep a big, fat bank roll in my pocket, baby
And I'm personal friends with the dealer who owns all the dealerships of all the Cadillacs.
Ha ha!
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Ow!
Ma would. Papa too.
I love this child. It is all I know how to do
Come on child, let's play it
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Writer(s): Jimmy McCracklin, Lowell Fulsom
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
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