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Amy Macdonald - Footballer's Wife - Live At The Rockhal Luxemburg (17-10-2010)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amy Macdonald
Amy Macdonald
Vocals
Mark Kulke
Mark Kulke
Guitar
Shannon Harris
Shannon Harris
Keyboards
Samuel Embrey
Samuel Embrey
Drums
Ben Lyonsmyth
Ben Lyonsmyth
Bass Guitar
Gast Waltzing
Gast Waltzing
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amy Macdonald
Amy Macdonald
Composer
Gast Waltzing
Gast Waltzing
Percussion Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neves Benvinda
Neves Benvinda
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ralf Schnellbach
Ralf Schnellbach
Recording Engineer
Thomas Westenburger
Thomas Westenburger
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michael Mungai
Michael Mungai
Assistant Recording Engineer
Thorsten Rohe
Thorsten Rohe
Assistant Recording Engineer
Klaus Rehn
Klaus Rehn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rudiger Schumacher
Rudiger Schumacher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Saarländischer Rundfunk
Saarländischer Rundfunk
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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 '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?
Writer(s): Amy Elizabeth Macdonald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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