Tramp Lyrics - King & Queen (with Carla Thomas) - Otis Redding

Tramp 

What you call me? 

Tramp 

You didn't 

You don't wear continental clothes 

Or Stetson hats 

Well I tell you one doggone 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 

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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, Grandmama, 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 

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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 

Well tell me 

Mama was, papa too, I tell you one thing 

I'm the only son of a gun this side of the 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 off son of a Hell 

You think you're a lover huh