The evening takes a somber turn when the outcast figure 
"Grizabella, The Glamour Cat" appears. Although she is a 
Jellicle Cat, the rest of the tribe shun her. She had left 
the tribe years ago to explore the outside world. The outside 
world has been hard on her, however, and she who was once a 
beautiful and glamorous feline is now tattered and torn. 
Although she wants to return, the other cats are cruel, clawing 
and hissing at her. But Grizabella is proud, and she vows to return. 
SOLO: 
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