Footballer's Wife (Live From Glasgow Barrowlands)

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Oh Mr James Dean
He dont 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 didnt hear all these stories
I didnt see all your glory

But the footballers wife tells her troubles and strife
I just dont care in the end
Who is she to pretend
That shes one of them?
I dont think so
And the girl from that show
Yes the one we all know
She thinks shes some kind of star
Yes you know who you are
I dont think so
I dont think so

Oh Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire
Wont you dance for me cos I just dont care
Whats going on today
I think theres something more, something more
And Im gone with the wind like they were before
But I believe in myself I think theres something more
There must be something more
I think theres something more, something more

But still the footballers wife tells her troubles and strife
I just dont care in the end
Who is she to pretend
That shes one of them?
I dont think so
And the girl from that show
Yes the one we all know
She thinks shes some kind of star
Yes you know who you are
I dont think so
I dont think so

Oh I dont believe in the telling of your stories
Theres just something unappealing
It dont catch my eye
It dont catch my eye
Oh I dont believe in the selling of your glories
Before you leave, this life has so much more to see
I dont believe this is how the world should be

But the footballers wife tells her troubles and strife
I just dont care in the end
Who is she to pretend
That shes one of them?
I dont think so
And the girl from that show
Yes the one we all know
She thinks shes some kind of star
Yes you know who you are
I dont think so
I dont think so
The footballers wife tells her troubles and strife
I just dont care in the end
Who is she to pretend
That shes one of them?