Counting Crows — Mr. Jones

[Intro] Shalalala la la la Uh huh [Verse 1] I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation With a black-haired flamenco dancer You know she dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful And we all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Shalalala la la la la, yeah.. Uh huh, yeah.. Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me, help me believe in anything 'Cause I wanna be someone who believes, yeah [Chorus for Verse 1] 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." Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely [Verse 2] Well, I'm gonna paint 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 would buy myself a gray guitar and play [Chorus for Verse 2] 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 gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I'll never be lonely Said I'm never gonna be lonely [Verse 3] I want to be a lion Yeah, everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big, big stars, yeah But we got different reasons for that Believe in me, 'cause I don't believe in anything And I, I want to be someone to believe To believe, to believe, yeah! [Chorus for Verse 3] 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 he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, ah son That's just about as funky as you can be [Chorus] Mr. Jones and me, staring at the video When I look at the television, 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 want to be just about as happy as I can be [Outro] Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars