Sha la la la la la la la hmmm ăh-hăn I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation With this black-haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's all, she's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful Man I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Sha la la la la la la la yeah hmmm ăh-hăn yeahh Cut up Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancing,and Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything Cause I want to be someone who believes Yeah Mr. Jones and me Tell each other fairy tales, and we Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, You can never be lonely I wanna paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Oh you know grey is my favorite color Ahhh I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me Look into the future Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lone…ly I will never be lonely So I'm never gonna be Lone...ly I want to be a lion Yeah everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, But we got different reasons for that Believe in me Causes I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe, To believe, To believe Yeeeaahh Mr. Jones and me Stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, Oh! Son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me Staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me Staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, But we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me, We're gonna be big stars… |