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    Sha la la la la la la..... hmm, uh huh...

    I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
    Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a 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 mornin'
    Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. uh huh, yeah...
    Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancin'
    yeah, but, Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
    Believe in me
    Help me believe in anything
    'Cause I wanna be someone who believes
    Yeah...

    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

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    Well, I'm gonna paint my picture
    Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
    All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
    Yeah, well, you know 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
    Yeah, we 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'll never be lonely
    I'll never be lonely
    Son, I'm never gonna be lonely

    I wanna be a lion
    E-Everybody wants to pass as cats
    We all wanna be big big stars, yeah, but we've got different reasons for that
    Believe in me 'cause I don't believe in anything
    and I, I wanna be someone to believe, to believe, to believe,yeah

    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 wanna be Bob Dylan
    Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
    When everybody loves you, oh, son, that's just' bout as funky as you can be

    Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
    When I look at the television, I wanna see me staring right back at me
    We all wanna be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how
    But when everybody loves me, I'll be just' bout as happy as I could be
    Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.

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