Lyrics Bette Midler – He’s A Tramp

He’s a tramp, but I love him.
Breaks a new heart every day.
He’s a tramp. They adore him.
And I only hope he’ll stay that way.

He’s a tramp, he’s a scoundrel,
He’s a rounder, he’s a cad.
He’s a tramp, but I love him.
Yes, and even I have got it pretty bad.

You can never tell when he’ll show up.
He gives you plenty of trouble.
I guess he’s just a no account pup,
But I wish that he were double.

He’s a tramp, he’s a rover,
And there’s nothing more to say.
If he’s a tramp, he’s a good one,
And I wish that I could travel his way.