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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girlMr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancerShe dances while his father plays guitarShe's suddenly beautifulWe all want something beautifulI wish I was beautifulSo come dance this silence down through the morning Cut Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dancesPass me a bottle, Mr. JonesBelieve in meHelp me believe in anythingI want to be someone who believesMr. Jones and me tell each other fairy talesStare at the beautiful women"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."Smiling in the bright lightsComing through in stereoWhen everybody loves you, you can never be lonelyI will paint my picturePaint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningfulGrey is my favorite colorI felt so symbolic yesterdayIf I knew PicassoLetras de cancionesI would buy myself a gray guitar and playMr. Jones and me look into the futureStare at the beautiful women"She's looking at you.Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."Standing in the spotlightI bought myself a gray guitarWhen everybody loves me, I will never be lonelyI want to be a lionEverybody wants to pass as catsWe all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anythingand I want to be someone to believeMr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrioYeah we star at the beautiful women"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me."I want to be Bob DylanMr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funkyWhen everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can beMr. Jones and me staring at the videoWhen I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at meWe all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as can beMr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars From Letras Mania