Intro
[Am] [F] [Dm] [G] Sha la la la la la la
u[Am]uh huh... [F] [G] [G]
Verse 1
[Am]I was down at the New Amster[F]Amsterdam sta[Dm]staring at this [G]yellow-haired girl
Mr. [Am]Jones strikes up a convers[F]conversation with this black-[G]black-haired flamenco dancer
[Am]She dances while his father [F]plays gu[Dm]guitar. She's suddenly be[G]beautiful
We [Am]all want somethin[F]something beaut[G]beautiful, I wish I was beautiful
So[Am]So come dance this silence [F]down through the morning
[Dm] Sha la la la[G]la la la l[Am]la la [F]yeah [G] uh huh...
[Am]Cut up, Ma[F]ria! Show[Dm] me some of them Span[G]ish dances
[Am]Pass me a bo[F]bottle, Mr[G]Mr. Jones
[Am]Believe in me[F]. He[Dm]lp me believe in an[G]ything
'[Am]Cause I want to b[F]e someone who beli[G]eves
Chorus 1
[C]Mr. J[F]Jones and[G]and me tell each other fairy tales
[C]Stare at the beautiful women [F]
[G]"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
[C]Smiling in the brig[F]bright lights, coming thr[G]through in stereo
When [C]everybody [F]loves you, yo[G]you can never be lonely
Verse 2
[Am]I will paint my pict[F]picture. [Dm]Paint myself in blue a[G]and red and black and gray
[Am]All of the beautiful colors[F]colors are very, very meaning[G]meaningful
(you [Am]know) Gray is my favorite co[F]lor I felt[Dm] so sym[G]bolic yesterday
[Am]If I knew Picass[F]Picasso I would buy myse[G]myself a gray guitar and play
Chorus 2
[C]Mr. [F]Jones and[G]and me look into the future
[C]Stare at the beautiful wome[F]women
[G]"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
[C]Standing in the spotl[F]spotlight [G]I bought myself a gray guitar
When [C]everybody lov[F]loves me, I [G]will never be lonel[Am]lonely
Bridge
I wil[Am]will never be l[Fmaj7]lonely
I will never gonna[Am]gonna be lon[G]lonely
Verse 3
[Am]I want to be a lion. Everyb[F]Everybody wants to pass as cats
[Am]We All want to be big, big stars, but we got diffe[G]different reasons for that.
[Am]Believe in me because I don't bel[F]believe in anything
And [Am]I want to be someone to believe, to b[G]believe, to believe.
Chorus 3
[C]Mr. [F]Jones and[G]and me stumbling through the barrio
Ye[C]Yeah we stare at the beautiful wo[F]women
"[G]"She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be somebody for me."
[C]I want to be Bob Dyla[F]Dylan
Mr.[G]Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When [C]everybody lo[F]loves you, s[G]son, that's just about as funky as you can be.
[C]Mr. J[F]Jones and[G]and me staring at the video
W[C]hen I look at the te[F]levision, I want[G] to see me staring right back at me.
[C]We all want to be big st[F]stars, but we don't know w[G]why, and we don't know how.
But[C]But when everybody [F]loves me, I'm going to be[G]be just about as happy as I can be.
[C]Mr. [F]Jones and me[G]me, we're gonna be big stars.....
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