Intro:Am F DmG Am F
Sha la la la la la
G
Huh...
Am F
I was down at the New Amsterdam
Dm G
Staring at this yellow-haired girl
Am F
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
G
With this black-haired flamenco dancer
Am F
You know she dances while his father plays guitar
Dm G
Sheʼs suddenly beautiful
Am F
We all want something beautiful
G
Man, I wish I was beautiful
Am F
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Dm G
Sha la la la la la la la
Am F
La yeah
G
Uh huh yeah
Am F
Cut up, Maria!
Dm G
Show me some of them Spanish dances
Am F
And pass me a bottle
G
Mr. Jones
Am F
Believe in me.
Dm G
Help me believe in anything
Am F
ʼCause I want to be someone
G
Who believes, yeah
Chorus:C F
Mr. Jones and me
G
Tell each other fairy tales and we
C F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
«Sheʼs looking at you.
Ah, no, no, sheʼs looking at me.»
C F
Smiling in the bright lights
G
Coming through in stereo
C F
When everybody loves you
G
You can never be lonely
Am F
Well, I will paint my picture.
Dm G
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
Am F
All of the beautiful colors are very
G
Very meaningful (yeah, well you know)
Am F
Gray is my favorite color
Dm G
I-I felt so symbolic yesterday
Am F
If I knew Picasso
G
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Chorus:C F
Mr. Jones and me,
G
Look into the future
C F
yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G
«Sheʼs looking at you. Uh, I donʼt think so.
Sheʼs looking at me.»
C F
Standing in the spotlight
G
I bought myself a gray guitar
C F
When everybody lo-ves me
G Am
I will never be lo-one-ly
Bridge: F
I will never be lonely
Am G
Iʼm never gonna be looone-ly
Am
I want to be a lion.
F
Everybody wants to pass as cats
Am
We all want to be big, big stars
G
Yeah but we got different reasons for that.
Am
Believe in me because
F
I donʼt believe in anything
Am
And I want to be someone to believe
G
To believe, to believe.
Chorus:C F
Mr. Jones and me
G
Stumbling through the barrio
C F
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G
«Sheʼs perfect for you, man,
thereʼs got to be somebody for me.»
C F
I want to be Bob Dylan
G
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone
just a little more funky
C F
When everybody loves you
G
Ah son, thatʼs just about as funky as you can be.
C F
Mr. Jones and me
G
Staring at the video
C F
When I look at the television
G
I want to see me staring right back at me.
C F
We all want to be big stars,
G
But we donʼt know why, and we donʼt know how.
C F
But when everybody loves me,
G
Iʼm going to be just about as happy as I can be.
C F
Mr. Jones and me
G
Weʼre gonna be big stars.....