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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. strikes up a conversation
With a black-haired
Flamenco dancer
She dances while his 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 fairy and we
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, I'm gonna paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful are very very meaningful
Yeah, well, you know gray is my 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 women
"She's looking at you. I don't 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 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
Stumbling 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 he was someone a little funky
When everybody loves you
Oh, son, that's just' bout as as you can be
Mr. and me
at the video
When I look at the television
I wanna see me staring right back at me
We all wanna be big stars
But we don't know why
And we don't know how
But when loves me
I'll be just' bout as happy as I could be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
I was down at the New Amsterdam
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. strikes up a conversation
With a black-haired
Flamenco dancer
She dances while his 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 fairy and we
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, I'm gonna paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful are very very meaningful
Yeah, well, you know gray is my 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 women
"She's looking at you. I don't 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 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
Stumbling 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 he was someone a little funky
When everybody loves you
Oh, son, that's just' bout as as you can be
Mr. and me
at the video
When I look at the television
I wanna see me staring right back at me
We all wanna be big stars
But we don't know why
And we don't know how
But when loves me
I'll be just' bout as happy as I could be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
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