Counting Crows - Mr. Jones
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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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 Maria!
Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
Because 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 pic
