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 to 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
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.
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I just don?t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them...