Grizabella: The Glamour Cat - Cats Cast
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'd 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
