Testo Grizabella, The Glamour Cat – Andrew Lloyd Webber

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Testo della canzone Grizabella, The Glamour Cat di Andrew Lloyd Webber
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Remark the cat who hesitates toward you
In the light of the door which opens on her like a grin
You see the border of her coat is torn and stained with sand
And you see the corner of her eye twist like a crooked pin

She haunted many a low resort
Near the grimy road of Tottenham Court
She flitted about the No Man’s Land
From The Rising Sun to The Friend at Hand
And the postman sighed as he scratched his head
You’d really had thought she ought to be dead
And who would ever suppose that
That was Grizabella, the glamour cat

Grizabella, the glamour cat, Grizabella, the glamour cat
And who would ever suppose that
That was Grizabella, the glamour cat

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