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(carly simon/jacob brackman)

When tom came home his hair was combed
He bought snakeskin boots in rome
Thats not like him
His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed
It isnt just the way hes dressed
He smiles out of context and acts so polite
Hes staying at his cousins overnight
The protein shakes, thats not like him
The carrot cakes, thats not like him
The oatbran flakes, thats not like him
And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
Oh, thats not like him

He whispers on the telephone
He goes out smelling of cologne
Thats not like him
Its just a superficial thing
But hes misplaced his wedding ring
Hes become quite a connoisseur of wine
Hes quoting yeats and gertrude stein
The soho pub, thats not like him
The racquet club, thats not like him
Those books on love, thats not like him
And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
Oh, thats not like him

I caught a glimpse of tom today
At a checkout counter, about to pay
He had a girl on his arm
Im glad hes helping out the poor
Its not like the tom i knew before
Something so touching it made me cry
But my heart was racing, i dont know why
Those new blue suede shoes, thats not like him
The ray ban shades, thats not like him
Those downtown ways, thats not like him
And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night
Oh, thats not like him

The red suspenders, thats not like him
The berries in the blender, thats not like him
Those twelve step groups, thats not like him
And guadeloupe, thats not like him
Those books on zen, thats not like him
The karate classes, thats not like him
The fishing gear, thats not like him
Not like him, thats not like him