I Want You歌詞
  • 歌手:Bob Dylan
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    counting crows - mr jones

    sha la la la la la la - uh uh
    i was down at the new amsterdam staring at this
    yellow-haired girl mr. jones strikes up a
    conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
    she dances while his father plays guitar
    she磗 suddenly beautiful
    we all want something beautiful
    i wish i was beautiful

    so come dance this silence down through the morning
    sha la la la la la la la - yeah, uh uh - 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 want to be someone who believes

    mr. jones and me tell each other fairy tales
    stare at the beatiful women
    "she磗 looking at you. ah, no, no, she磗 looking at me."
    smiling in the bright lights
    coming through in stereo
    when everybody loves you
    you can never be lonely

    i will paint my picture
    paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
    all of the beautiful colors are
    very very meaningful
    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 look into the future
    stare at the beautiful women
    "she磗 looking at you. uh, i don磘 think so. she磗 looking at me."
    standing in the spotlight
    i bought myself a gray guitar
    when everybody loves me, i will never be lonely

    i want to be a lion
    everybody wants to pass as cats
    we all want to be big big stars,
    but we got different reasons for that
    believe in me because i don磘 believe in anything
    and i want to be someone to believe

    mr. jones and me stumbling through the barrio
    yeah we stare at the beautiful women
    "she磗 perfect for you, man, there磗 got to be somebody for me."
    i want to be bob dylan
    mr. jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
    when everybody loves you,
    son, that磗 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 want to be big stars,
    but we don磘 know why and we don磘 know how
    but when everybody loves me,
    i磎 going to be just about as happy as i can be
    mr. jones and me, we磖e gonna be big stars ....

  • counting crows - mr jones

    sha la la la la la la - uh uh
    i was down at the new amsterdam staring at this
    yellow-haired girl mr. jones strikes up a
    conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
    she dances while his father plays guitar
    she磗 suddenly beautiful
    we all want something beautiful
    i wish i was beautiful

    so come dance this silence down through the morning
    sha la la la la la la la - yeah, uh uh - 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 want to be someone who believes

    mr. jones and me tell each other fairy tales
    stare at the beatiful women
    "she磗 looking at you. ah, no, no, she磗 looking at me."
    smiling in the bright lights
    coming through in stereo
    when everybody loves you
    you can never be lonely

    i will paint my picture
    paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
    all of the beautiful colors are
    very very meaningful
    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 look into the future
    stare at the beautiful women
    "she磗 looking at you. uh, i don磘 think so. she磗 looking at me."
    standing in the spotlight
    i bought myself a gray guitar
    when everybody loves me, i will never be lonely

    i want to be a lion
    everybody wants to pass as cats
    we all want to be big big stars,
    but we got different reasons for that
    believe in me because i don磘 believe in anything
    and i want to be someone to believe

    mr. jones and me stumbling through the barrio
    yeah we stare at the beautiful women
    "she磗 perfect for you, man, there磗 got to be somebody for me."
    i want to be bob dylan
    mr. jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
    when everybody loves you,
    son, that磗 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 want to be big stars,
    but we don磘 know why and we don磘 know how
    but when everybody loves me,
    i磎 going to be just about as happy as i can be
    mr. jones and me, we磖e gonna be big stars ....