Andrew Lloyd Webber

Andrew Lloyd Webber - Grizabella The Glamour Cat lyrics

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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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Publisher: The Really Useful Company Ltd., Faber And Faber Ltd.

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Released in: 1983

Language: English

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