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 (2x)
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?