Songtexte Grizabella, The Glamour Cat - Andrew Lloyd Webber & Cats Original Broadway Cast Recording

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 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