Counting Crows - Mr. Jones Lyrics
" Mr. Jones " lyrics Counting Crows Lyrics Play "Mr. Jones" on Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) "Mr. Jones " Shalalala la la la 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 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 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...