It's Not Like Him Lyrics

Song	It's Not Like Him
Artist	Carly Simon
Album	Have You Seen Me Lately
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	Written：Carly Simon/Jacob Brackman
	When Tom came home his hair was combed
	He bought snakeskin boots in Rome
	That's not like him
	His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed
	It isn't just the way he's dressed
	He smiles out of context and acts so polite
	He's staying at his cousin's overnight
	The protein shakes, that's not like him
	The carrot cakes, that's not like him
	The oatbran flakes, that's not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that's not like him
	He whispers on the telephone
	He goes out smelling of cologne
	That's not like him
	It's just a superficial thing
	But he's misplaced his wedding ring
	He's become quite a connoisseur of wine
	He's quoting Yeats and Gertrude Stein
	The Soho pub, that's not like him
	The racquet club, that's not like him
	Those books on love, that's not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that's not like him
	I caught a glimpse of Tom today
	At a checkout counter, about to pay
	He had a girl on his arm
	I'm glad he's helping out the poor
	It's not like the Tom I knew before
	Something so touching it made me cry
	But my heart was racing, I don't know why
	Those new blue suede shoes, that's not like him
	The Ray Ban shades, that's not like him
	Those downtown ways, that's not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that's not like him
	The red suspenders, that's not like him
	The berries in the blender, that's not like him
	Those twelve step groups, that's not like him
	And Guadeloupe, that's not like him
	Those books on Zen, that's not like him
	The Karate classes, that's not like him
	The fishing gear, that's not like him
	Not like him, That's not like him

	Written: Carly Simon Jacob Brackman
	When Tom came home his hair was combed
	He bought snakeskin boots in Rome
	That' s not like him
	His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed
	It isn' t just the way he' s dressed
	He smiles out of context and acts so polite
	He' s staying at his cousin' s overnight
	The protein shakes, that' s not like him
	The carrot cakes, that' s not like him
	The oatbran flakes, that' s not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that' s not like him
	He whispers on the telephone
	He goes out smelling of cologne
	That' s not like him
	It' s just a superficial thing
	But he' s misplaced his wedding ring
	He' s become quite a connoisseur of wine
	He' s quoting Yeats and Gertrude Stein
	The Soho pub, that' s not like him
	The racquet club, that' s not like him
	Those books on love, that' s not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that' s not like him
	I caught a glimpse of Tom today
	At a checkout counter, about to pay
	He had a girl on his arm
	I' m glad he' s helping out the poor
	It' s not like the Tom I knew before
	Something so touching it made me cry
	But my heart was racing, I don' t know why
	Those new blue suede shoes, that' s not like him
	The Ray Ban shades, that' s not like him
	Those downtown ways, that' s not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that' s not like him
	The red suspenders, that' s not like him
	The berries in the blender, that' s not like him
	Those twelve step groups, that' s not like him
	And Guadeloupe, that' s not like him
	Those books on Zen, that' s not like him
	The Karate classes, that' s not like him
	The fishing gear, that' s not like him
	Not like him, That' s not like him

	Written: Carly Simon Jacob Brackman
	When Tom came home his hair was combed
	He bought snakeskin boots in Rome
	That' s not like him
	His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed
	It isn' t just the way he' s dressed
	He smiles out of context and acts so polite
	He' s staying at his cousin' s overnight
	The protein shakes, that' s not like him
	The carrot cakes, that' s not like him
	The oatbran flakes, that' s not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that' s not like him
	He whispers on the telephone
	He goes out smelling of cologne
	That' s not like him
	It' s just a superficial thing
	But he' s misplaced his wedding ring
	He' s become quite a connoisseur of wine
	He' s quoting Yeats and Gertrude Stein
	The Soho pub, that' s not like him
	The racquet club, that' s not like him
	Those books on love, that' s not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that' s not like him
	I caught a glimpse of Tom today
	At a checkout counter, about to pay
	He had a girl on his arm
	I' m glad he' s helping out the poor
	It' s not like the Tom I knew before
	Something so touching it made me cry
	But my heart was racing, I don' t know why
	Those new blue suede shoes, that' s not like him
	The Ray Ban shades, that' s not like him
	Those downtown ways, that' s not like him
	And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
	Oh, that' s not like him
	The red suspenders, that' s not like him
	The berries in the blender, that' s not like him
	Those twelve step groups, that' s not like him
	And Guadeloupe, that' s not like him
	Those books on Zen, that' s not like him
	The Karate classes, that' s not like him
	The fishing gear, that' s not like him
	Not like him, That' s not like him

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