Oh, Mr James Dean, he don't
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belong to anything.
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Oh he left before they could get him,
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With their ways, their wicked ways.
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Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
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I didn't hear all your stories
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I didn't see all your glory.
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But the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife
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I just don't care in the end who is she to pretend
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That she's one of them
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I don't think so.
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And the girl from that show
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yes the one we all know
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she thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are.
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I don't think so. I don't think so.
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Oh ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire
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Won't you dance for me cos I just don't care
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What's going on today, I think there's something more, something more.
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And I'm gone with the wind like they were before.
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But I'm believing myself I think there's something more
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There must be something more, I think there's something more, something more.
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[Chorus]
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Oh I don't believe in the telling of your stories
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throughout your life, there's just something unappealing it don't catch my eye
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it don't catch my eye.
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Oh I don't believe in the selling of your glories before you leave this life
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there's so much more to see, I don't believe this is how the world should be.
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[Chorus]
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Footballer's Wife
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Amy Macdonald |