Essa a gente ensaio no momento de doidera
Sha la la la la la la..... Hmm, uh huh
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
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Man I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the mornin'
Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. Uh huh, yeah...
Cut up, maria! Show 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
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through 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 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
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 will never be lonely
Said I'm never gonna be lonely
I want to be a lion
E-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
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
Oh, son, that's just about as funky as
You can be
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 wanna be big stars
But we don't know why and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me
I'm wanna be just about as happy as I could be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars