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
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/IH37what´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.

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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.

Chorus