Credits Creator of song-Counting Crows Album-August and Everything After Importing-me Lyrics Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la Mmm 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 You know she dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful And we all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful So come dance the silence down through the morning Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah Uh huh, yeah Cut up, Maria Show me some of them Spanish dances 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 Smilin' in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you You can never be lonely Well, I'm gon' 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 Looked 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 will never be lonely I will never be lonely Said I'm never gonna be lonely I wanna be a lion Yeah, everybody wanna pass as cats We all wanna be big, big stars Yeah, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me 'Cause I don't believe in anything And 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, ah son That's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me Staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to 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'm wanna be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me We're gonna be big stars
