Lyrics, Grizabella: The Glamour Cat Lyrics, Ringtone, Video
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Grizabella: The Glamour Cat Lyrics 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 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 Who would ever suppose that that Was Grizabella the Glamour Cat Midnight, not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Cats soundtrack lyrics page
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