mr. jones Songtext - Counting Crows

Shalalalala, mhm, aha

It started in New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl,
Mr. Jones strikes up a coversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
You know, she dances while his father plays guitar
She's sudden beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Men, I wish I was beautiful

So come dance this silence down through the morning,

Shalalalalala, Yeah, aha, yeah

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, I wanna be someone who believes, Yeah

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
And we stared 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 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, I want to be someone to believe

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 that 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 televison 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 wanna be just about as happy as can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...

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