Footballer's Wife lyrics by Amy Macdonald

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?

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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?
'Cause 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?