Intro: Am F Dm G Am F G G Sha la la la la la la uh huh... Am F Dm G I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Am F Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation G 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, I wish I was beautiful Am F So come dance this silence down through the morning Dm G Am F G * Sha la la la la la la la yeah uh huh... 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 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 I will 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 Dm G * - you know - Gray is my favorite color 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 Stare at the beautiful women G "She's looking at you. Uh, 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 Am I will never be lonely G I will never be lonely Am F I want to be a lion. Everybody wants to pass as cats Am We All want to be big, big stars, G but we got different reasons for that. Am F Believe in me because I don't believe in anything Am G And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, 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, 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 going to be just about as happy as I can be. C F G Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...
