Grizabella
Grizabella, the Glamour Cat
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’ve really have thought
She ought to be dead
And who could ever supposed that that ～ ～
Was Grizabella, the glamour cat
Grizabella, the glamour cat
Grizabella, the glamour cat
Who’d ever supposed that that ～ ～
Was Grizabella, the glamour cat
GrizabellaLRC歌词
Grizabella, the Glamour Cat
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’ve really have thought
She ought to be dead
And who could ever supposed that that ～ ～
Was Grizabella, the glamour cat
Grizabella, the glamour cat
Grizabella, the glamour cat
Who’d ever supposed that that ～ ～
Was Grizabella, the glamour cat
