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Mr. Jones 
Medium
by Counting Crows
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(Sha la la la la la la..... hmm, uh huh...)
I was down at the New Amsterdam
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
With a black-haired
Flamenco dancer
She while his father plays
Guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Man I wish I was beautiful
So come dance down the mornin'
(Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. uh huh, yeah...)
Cut up, Maria!
me some of that Spanish dancin'
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
'Cause I wanna 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."
in the bright lights
through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, I'm gonna my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Yeah, well, you know gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I 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."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a guitar
When everybody loves me
I'll never be lonely
I'll never be lonely
Son, I'm never gonna be LONELY
I wanna be a lion
E-Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big big stars, yeah, but
We've got different reasons for that
Believe in me
'Cause I don't believe in anything
And I, I wanna be someone
To believe, to believe, to believe, yeah
Mr. Jones and me
through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you
Man, there's got to be for me."
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little funky
When everybody loves you
Oh, son, that's just' bout as as you can be
Mr. Jones and me
at the video
When I look at the television
I see me staring right back at me
We all be big stars
But we don't why
And we don't know how
But when everybody me
I'll be just' bout as happy as I be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
I was down at the New Amsterdam
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
With a black-haired
Flamenco dancer
She while his father plays
Guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Man I wish I was beautiful
So come dance down the mornin'
(Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. uh huh, yeah...)
Cut up, Maria!
me some of that Spanish dancin'
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
'Cause I wanna 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."
in the bright lights
through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, I'm gonna my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Yeah, well, you know gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I 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."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a guitar
When everybody loves me
I'll never be lonely
I'll never be lonely
Son, I'm never gonna be LONELY
I wanna be a lion
E-Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big big stars, yeah, but
We've got different reasons for that
Believe in me
'Cause I don't believe in anything
And I, I wanna be someone
To believe, to believe, to believe, yeah
Mr. Jones and me
through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you
Man, there's got to be for me."
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little funky
When everybody loves you
Oh, son, that's just' bout as as you can be
Mr. Jones and me
at the video
When I look at the television
I see me staring right back at me
We all be big stars
But we don't why
And we don't know how
But when everybody me
I'll be just' bout as happy as I be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
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