It’s Not Like Him Lyrics

When Tom came home his hair was combed
He′d 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 oat bran 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 becoming 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 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 suedes
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
Well that′s not like him
The red suspenders
That's not like him
The berries in the blender
That′s not like him
Those 12 step groups
That's not like him
And Guadalupe
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