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Mr. Jones (Letra)

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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones srikes up a coversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She’s suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish I was beautiful

So come dance this silence down through the morning

Cut up, Maria!
Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
Cause I want to be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
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

I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
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
Stare at the beautiful women
"She’s looking at you. Uh, 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 never gonna be..lonely

I wanna to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that
Believe in me, because I don’t believe in anything
And I want to be someone to believe, to believe

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, son, that’s just about as funky as you can be

Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
When I look at the televison I want to see me staring right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don’t know why and we don’t know how
But when everybody loves me
I’m going to be just about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me: we’re gonna be big stars…

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Mr. Jones (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

mr. jones

I was down at the new amsterdam staring at this
Yellow-haired girl
Mr. jones strikes up a conversation with this black-
Haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She’s suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish i was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, maria! show me some of them spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, mr. jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything cause
I want to be someone who believes
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
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
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
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 want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different
Reasons for that
Believe in me because i don’t believe in anything
And i want to be someone to believe
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, 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 want to be big stars, but we don’t know why
And we don’t know how
But when everybody loves me, i’m going to be just
About as happy as i can be
Mr. jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars…

Mr. Jones (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

mr. jones

I was down at the new amsterdam staring at this
Yellow-haired girl
Mr. jones strikes up a conversation with this black-
Haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She’s suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish i was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, maria! show me some of them spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, mr. jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything cause
I want to be someone who believes
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
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
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
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 want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different
Reasons for that
Believe in me because i don’t believe in anything
And i want to be someone to believe
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, 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 want to be big stars, but we don’t know why
And we don’t know how
But when everybody loves me, i’m going to be just
About as happy as i can be
Mr. jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars…

Mr. Jones (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this
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 morning
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
cause I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
and we st are 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
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
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
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
I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we all got different
reasons for that
Believe in me because I don’t believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe
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, 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 want to be big stars, but we don’t know why
and we don’t know how
But when everybody loves me, I’m going to be just
about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars…

Mr. Jones (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Mr. jones
Put a wiggle in your stride
Loosen up
I believe he’ll be alright
Changing clothes
Now he’s got ventilated slacks
Bouncing off the walls
Mr. jones is back!
Bulge out
And wind your waist
Tight pants
Got curly hair
Drinking cold beer
From metal cans
Moonshine
And handi-wipes!
Mr. jones is back in town
It’s his lucky day
Hold up your hands and shout
Jones is on his way
Pitter pat
Mr. jones is back in town
Aces high
Now his pants are falling down
He looks so fine
In those patent leather shoes
Mr. jones, you look tired
I believe you’ll be alright
Sales men
Conventioneers
Some rock stars
With tambourines
Short skirts
And skinny legs
Selling bibles
And real estate
It’s a big day for mr. jones
He is not so square
Mr. jones will stick around
He’s everybody’s friend
Fast cars
And motorbikes
I’m sure glad
He’s on our side
The jones gang
Down at the bar
Watch out, this time
They’ve gone too far
They call for mr. jones
They put him in charge
Mr. jones will help us out
He’s a lucky guy
It is mr. jones’ birthday party
For another year
In his hotel room party favors
It’s a holiday