HELLO.
THIS HAS THE SAME CHORD SEQUENCE FOR THE WHHOOOLLLE SONG.

Verse.
Fm                        Cm                          
Oh Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything
      C#
Oh he left before they could get him
Ab                   Abmaj7           
With their ways, their wicked ways
Fm                      Cm
Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
   C#
I didn't hear all your stories
Ab           Abmaj7
I didn't see all your glory

CHORUS.
Fm
But the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife
             Cm
I just don't care in the end
Cm (cont.)
Who is she to pretend
C#
That she's one of them?
Ab                Abmaj7
I don't think so
Fm
And the girl from that show
Yes the one we all know
           Cm
She thinks she's some kinda star
Yes you know who you are
C#                Ab
I don't think so, I don't think so

[REPEAT THE SAME CHORDS FOR THE REST OF THE SONG AND THAT'S IT PRETTY MUCH IN A NUTSHELL]

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

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?