Am F Dm
G Am F G
Sha la la la la la la la
Am F Dm G
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Am F G
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
Am F Dm G
She dances while his father plays guitar, she's suddenly beautiful
Am F G
We all want something beautiful, man I wish I was beautiful
Am F Dm
So come dance this silence down through the morning
G Am F G
Sha la la la la la la la
Am F Dm G
Cut up Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Am F G
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Am F Dm G
Believe in me, help me believe in anything
Am F G
Cause I want to be someone who believes
C F G
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
C F
And we stare at the beautiful women
G
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me"
C F G
Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo
C F G
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
Am F
Well I'm gonna paint my picture
Dm G
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
Am F G
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Am F
Yeah well you know gray is my favorite color
Dm G
I felt so symbolic yesterday
Am F G
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
C F G
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
C F
And we stare at the beautiful women
G
"She's looking at you, I don't think so, she's looking at me"
C F G
Standing in the spotlight, I bought myself a gray guitar
C F G Am
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
FM7 Am G
I will never be lonely, said I'm never gonna be lonely
Am FM7
I want to be a lion, everybody wants to pass as cats
Am G
We all want to be big big stars yeah but we got different reasons for that
Am FM7
Believe in me cause I don't believe in anything
Am G
And I want to be someone to believe
C F G
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
C F
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G
"She's perfect for you, man, there's 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 G
When everybody loves you, ah son, that's just about as funky as you can be
C F G
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
C F G
When I look at the television I want to see me staring right back at me
C F G
We all want to be big stars but we don't know why and we don't know how
C F G
But when everybody loves me I'm gonna be just about as happy as I can be
C F G
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars