Mr. Jones

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sha la la la la la la      uh huh…
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I was down at the New Amsterdam
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staring at this yellow-haired girl
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Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
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with this black-haired flamenco dancer
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She dances while his father plays guitar.
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She’s suddenly beautiful
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We all want something beautiful
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I wish I was beautiful
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So come dance this silence
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down through the morning
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sha la la la la la la la yeah      uh huh…
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Cut up, Maria!
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Show me some of them Spanish dances
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Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
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Believe in me   Help me believe in anything
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(cause) I want to be someone who believes
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Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
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Stare at the beautiful women
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“She’s looking at you.
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Smiling in the bright lights
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Coming through in stereo
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When everybody loves you,
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you can never be lonely
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I will paint my picture
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Paint myself in blue
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All of the beautiful colors
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are very very meaningful
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(you know) Gray is my favorite color
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I felt so symbolic yesterday
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If I knew Picasso
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I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
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Mr. Jones and me look into the future
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Stare at the beautiful women
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“She’s looking at you.
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Standing in the spotlight
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I bought myself a gray guitar
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When everybody loves me,
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I will never be lonely
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I will never be lonely
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I will never be lonely
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I want to be a lion
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Everybody wants to pass as cats
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We all want to be big big stars,
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but we got different reasons for that.
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Believe in me because I don’t believe in anything
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and I want to be someone
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to believe, to believe, to believe.
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Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
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Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
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“She’s perfect for you, Man,
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I want to be Bob Dylan
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Mr. Jones wishes he was
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When everybody loves you, son,
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Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
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When I look at the television,
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I want to see me staring right back at me.
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We all want to be big stars,
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but we don’t know why, and we don’t know how.
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But when everybody loves me,
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I’m going to be just about as happy as I can be.
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Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars…..

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