Letra de Footballers 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 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 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.