(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 cla**es, that The fishing gear, that Not like him, that