I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a black-haired flamingo dancer Now, she dances while his father plays guitar Suddenly beautiful And we all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful...
Oh, cut up, Maria Show me some of them Spanish dances And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Oh, believe in me, come on, help me believe in anything 'Cause I wanna be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairytales And we stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you, nono, she's looking at me" Standing in this bright lights coming through his stereo When everybody loves you You could never be lonely
Well, I wanna paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red, black and gray All the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful Yeah, you know gray? It's 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 We stare at all the beautiful women "Man, she's looking at you, I don't think so she's looking at me" Standing in this spotlight Oh and, uh, i bought myself a gray guitar Man, when everybody loves me I'll never be lonely I said i'm never gonna be lonely
I wanna be a lion Everybody wants to pass this cats meow And We all wanna be big, big, big stars Yeah, but we got diffrent reasons for that Believe in me 'Cause I don't believe in anything And I wanna be someone who believes So come on baby, oh, believe in me
'Cause Mr. Jones and me, stumbling through the barrio Yeah, We stare at the beautiful women "Man, she's perfect for you" There's got to be someone for me
I wanna be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky Well, man, when everybody loves you Sometimes that's just about as funky as you can be Well, can't you hear me cause I'm sreaming But I did not go outside yesterday Oh, don't wake me cause I was dreaming And I might just stay inside again today 'Cause Mr. Jones and me, we don't see each other much anymore...