Counting Crows - Mr. Jones (Live Acoustic) lyrics

I was down at the New Amsterdam

Staring at this yellow-haired girl

Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a black-haired flamingo dancer

Now, she dances while his father plays guitar

Suddenly beautiful

And we all want something beautiful

Man, I wish I was beautiful...

Lalalala

Oh, cut up, Maria

Show me some of them Spanish dances

And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones

Oh, believe in me, come on, help me believe in anything

'Cause I wanna be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairytales

And we stare at the beautiful women

"She's looking at you, nono, she's looking at me"

Standing in this bright lights coming through his stereo

When everybody loves you

You could never be lonely

Well, I wanna paint my picture

Paint myself in blue and red, black and gray

All the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful

Yeah, you know gray?

It's 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

We stare at all the beautiful women

"Man, she's looking at you, I don't think so she's looking at me"

Standing in this spotlight

Oh and, uh, i bought myself a gray guitar

Man, when everybody loves me

I'll never be lonely

I said i'm never gonna be lonely

I wanna be a lion

Everybody wants to pass this cats meow

And We all wanna be big, big, big stars

Yeah, but we got diffrent reasons for that

Believe in me

'Cause I don't believe in anything

And I wanna be someone who believes

So come on baby, oh, believe in me

'Cause Mr. Jones and me, stumbling through the barrio

Yeah, We stare at the beautiful women

"Man, she's perfect for you"

There's got to be someone for me

I wanna be Bob Dylan

Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky

Well, man, when everybody loves you

Sometimes that's just about as funky as you can be

Well, can't you hear me cause I'm sreaming

But I did not go outside yesterday

Oh, don't wake me cause I was dreaming

And I might just stay inside again today

'Cause Mr. Jones and me, we don't see each other much anymore...