Grizabella: The Glamour Cat

[00:39.45] Remark the cat who hesitates toward you
[00:50.00] In the light of the door which opens on her like a grin
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[01:05.88] You see the border of her coat is torn and stained with sand
[01:17.77] And you see the corner of her eye twist like a crooked pin
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[01:37.88] She haunted many a low resort
[01:44.34] Near the grimy road of Tottenham Court
[01:50.68] She flitted about the No Man's Land
[01:56.82] From "The Rising Sun" to "The Friend at Hand"
[02:03.15] And the postman sighed as he scratched his head
[02:09.46] "You really had thought she ought to be dead"
[02:15.62] And who would ever suppose that that
[02:25.95] Was Grizabella, the glamour cat
[02:33.25] Grizabella, the glamour cat
[02:39.33] Grizabella, the glamour cat
[02:45.58] Who would ever suppose that that
[02:55.34] Was Grizabella, the glamour cat
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