Mr.jones by Counting Crows
Mr.Jones lyrics
Sha la la la la la la la
Oh, uh huh
I was down at the New Amsterdam
Starin' at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
With a black-haired flamenco dancer
You know she dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
And 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, oh, uh huh, yeah
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dancers n'
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
I wanna be someone who believes
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
Well, I'm gon' paint my picture
Paint myself in blue, red, black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
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.
I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standin' in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I will never be lonely
Said I'm never gonna be lonely
I want to be a lion
Eh, everybody wanna pass as cats
We all want to be big, big stars
Yeah but we got different reasons for that
Believe in me 'cause I don't believe in anything
And I wanna be someone to believe
To believe, to believe, yeah
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 wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, ah son
That's just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me starin' at the video
When I look at the television
I wanna 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 gonna be just about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars
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