Because the lady is a Tramp

She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but doesn't come late
She'd never bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

Yes, I've fallen for another pair of shoes that I could never stand up in...let alone negotiate a party in. This time it's LD Tuttle's Tramp heels, which make me think "Victorian school mistress at a 70's disco"...which sounds odd but turns out to be a very good thing.


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