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...

Lalalala

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...
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Mr. Jones (Live Acoustic) Lyrics

Counting Crows – Mr. Jones (Live Acoustic) Lyrics