Tramp! All right, baby, you can call me that My Papa was 'Cause I never dug working From morning 'till night And my money didn't seem to ever come out right No no
Papa was a tramp But he was a lover too So why can't I do like Papa do? A-like a-Papa do, yeah A-like a-Papa do, now 'Cause I'm his son Why can't I be like my daddy?
Low down and nasty All right, if you want to call me that, go ahead I guess Papa was too Just 'cause he don't take Nobody's mess I get mad in a minute And jump in your chest
Lowdown, alright? Papa was too But he was a lover too, now So why can't I do like a-Papa do? Alright A-like a-Papa do, now A-like Papa do 'Cause I'm his son I wanna be like daddy Be like my daddy
Ho! Alright, call me for two 'Cause Papa was Why, yes he was
Just 'cause he got a holes in both of my shoes And I cover the holes with the daily news Papa was pro He was a lover too So why can't I do like my Papa do? Alright A-like a-Papa do, now Like my Papa do 'Cause I'm his son Can't you understand? I wanna be like my daddy Be like my daddy Oh, I'm his son, now A-don't you miss m-me now Just call me wanna hang around and do nothing But newspaper in my shoes I just cover them holes, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
