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sha la la la la la la
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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow haired girl
Am F G
Mr. Jones strikes up this conversation whith this black haired flamenco dancer
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She dances while his father playes guitar. She's suddenly beautiful
Am F G
We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful
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So come dance this silence down through the morning. sha la la la la la
Am F G
Uh, huh...
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Cut up Mariea! Show me some of them spanish dances.
Am F G
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
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Believe in me Help me believe in anything
Am F G
(cause)I want to be someone who believes
C F G
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Am F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
"She's looking at you. Ah no, no she's looking at me."
Am F
Smiling in the bright lights
G
Comming through in sterio
Am F G
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
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I will paint my picture Paint my self in blue and red and black and grey
Am F G
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaninful
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(You know) Grey is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday
Am F G
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a grey guitar and play
C F G
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Am F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Am F G
Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a grey guitar
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When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
G
I will never be lonley
Am G
I will never be lonley
Am G
I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats
Am G
We all want to be big big stars, but we got diffrent reasons for that.
Am G
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
Am G
and I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Am F
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be Somebody for me."
Am F
I want to be Bob Dylan
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Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
Am F G
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
Am F G
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me.
Am F G
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why, and we don't know how.
Am F G
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.....
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