Footballer's Wife

Oh Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything

Oh he left before they could get him

With their ways, their wicked ways

Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?

I didn't hear all your stories

I didn't see all your glory

But the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

I don't think so

And the girl from that show

Yes the one we all know

She thinks she's some kinda star

Yes you know who you are

I don't think so, I don't think so

Oh Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire

Won't you dance for me cos I just don't care

What's going on today

I think there's something more, something more

And I'm gone with the wind like they were before

But I'm believing myself I think there's something more

There must be something more

I think there's something more, something more

But still the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

I don't think so

And the girl from that show

Yes the one we all know

She thinks she's some kinda star

Yes you know who you are

I don't think so, I don't think so

Oh I don't believe in the telling of your stories

Throughout your life, there's just something unappealing

It don't catch my eye

It don't catch my eye

Oh I don't believe in the selling of your glories

Before you leave this life, there's so much more to see

I don't believe this is how the world should be

But still the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

I don't think so

And the girl from that show

Yes the one we all know

She thinks she's some kinda star

Yes you know who you are

I don't think so, I don't think so

The footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?