(carly simon/jacob brackman)
When tom came home his hair was combed
He bought snakeskin boots in rome
That
His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed
It isn
He smiles out of context and acts so polite
He
The protein shakes, that
The carrot cakes, that
The oatbran flakes, that
And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
Oh, that
He whispers on the telephone
He goes out smelling of cologne
That
It
But he
He
He
The soho pub, that
The racquet club, that
Those books on love, that
And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
Oh, that
I caught a glimpse of tom today
At a checkout counter, about to pay
He had a girl on his arm
I
It
Something so touching it made me cry
But my heart was racing, i don
Those new blue suede shoes, that
The ray ban shades, that
Those downtown ways, that
And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
Oh, that
The red suspenders, that
The berries in the blender, that
Those twelve step groups, that
And guadeloupe, that
Those books on zen, that
The karate classes, that
The fishing gear, that
Not like him, that
