[Intro]
F#m D Bm E
Sha la la la la la la
F#m D E E
uh huh…
[Verse 1]
F#m D Bm E
I was down at the New F#msterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
F#m D E
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
F#m D Bm E
She dances while his father plays guitar. She's suddenly beautiful
F#m D E
We all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful
F#m D
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Bm E F#m D E
Sha la la la la la la la yeah uh huh…
F#m D Bm E
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
F#m D E
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
F#m D Bm E
Believe in me. Help me believe in anything
F#m D E
'Cause I want to be someone who believes
[Chorus 1]
A D E
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
A D
Stare at the beautiful women
E
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
A D E
Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo
A D E
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
[Verse 2]
F#m D Bm E
I will paint my picture. Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
F#m D E
All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
F#m D Bm E
(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday
F#m D E
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
[Chorus 2]
A D E
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
A D
Stare at the beautiful women
E
"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
A D E
Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar
A D E F#m
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
[Bridge]
F#m Dmaj7
I will never be lonely
F#m E
I will never gonna be lonely
[Verse 3]
F#m D
I want to be a lion. Everybody wants to pass as cats
F#m E
We All want to be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that.
F#m D
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
F#m E
And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe.
[Chorus 3]
A D E
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
A D
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
E
"She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be somebody for me."
A D
I want to be Bob Dylan
E
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
A D E
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be.
A D E
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
A D E
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me.
A D E
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why, and we don't know how.
A D E
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be.
A D E
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars…..
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