Mr. Jones (acoustic) - Counting Crows
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So, you want to be a Rock&Roll star, well listen now to what I say,
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Just get an electric guitar, and it take some times, to learn how to
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Play
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Just learn how to play
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I was down at the New Amsterdam, staring at this yellow haired girl
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Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation, with this black haired flamenco dancer , you know
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she dances while his father play’s guitar. She's suddenly beautiful
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And we all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful
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La la la la…
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Cut up Maria! C’mon show me some of them spanish dances.
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And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
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Believe in me, C’mon Help me believe in anything
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‘cause I want to be someone who believes
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Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
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Stare at the beautiful women
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"She's looking at you. No no no no no, she's looking at me."
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Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo
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When everybody loves you, you should never be lonely
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I want to paint myself a picture, I want to Paint my self in blue and red and black and grey
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All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
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(You know) Grey is my favorite color I just get so confused everyday
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If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a grey guitar and play
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Mr. Jones and me look into the future
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Stare at the beautiful women
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"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
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Standing in the spotlight I would buy myself this grey guitar
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When everybody loves me, I hope I never get lonely na…na…na…na…na…
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I want to be a lion, I don’t know, I don’t know, Everybody wants to pass as cats
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We all want to be big big stars, but than we got second tough about that.
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Believe in me, ‘cause I don't believe in anything
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and I don’t want to be someone to believe, you should not believe in me
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Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
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Yeah we stare at all the beautiful women
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"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be someone for me."
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I want to be Bob Dylan
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Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
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When everybody loves you, sometime, that's just about as fucked up as you can be.
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Can’t you hear me, ‘cause I’m screaming
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I did not go outside, yesterday
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Don’t wake me, ‘cause I was dreaming
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I might just stay inside again, today
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Mr. Jones and me, we don’t see each other much, anymore.
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