Mr. Jones - Counting Crows


Sha la la la la la la 



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 suddenly beautiful 

We all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful 

So come dance this silence down through the morning 

Sha la la la la la jeah uh uh 

Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances 

Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones 

Believe in me. Help me believe in anything 

´Cause I want to be someone who believes 



Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales 

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 will paint my picture, Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray 

All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful 

(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic vesterday 

If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play



Mr. Jones and me look into the future 

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 lonely 



I will never be lonely 

I will never gonna be lonely 



I want to be a lion. Everybody wants to pass as cats 

We All want to be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that 

Believe in me because I don´t believe in anything 

And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe 



Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio 

Jeah 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, son, that´s just about as funky as you can be 



Mr. Jones and me staring at the video 

when I look at the telefision, 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......