Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Jones

Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la
Mmm
Uh huh

I was at the New Amsterdam
Staring at this girl
Mr strikes up a conversation
a black-haired flamenco dancer
You know, she while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly
We all something beautiful
Man, I wish I was

So come dance the down through the morning
Sha la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Uh huh

Cut up, Maria!
Show me some of that dancin'
me a bottle, Mr Jones
in me
Help me believe in
'Cause I want to be who believes

Mr and me
Tell each fairy tales
And we stare at the women
She's at you
Ah, no, no, she's at me
Smilin' in the bright
through in stereo
When loves you
You can be lonely

Well, I'm gonna paint my
myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very, meaningful
Yeah, well, you know is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic
If I Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and

Mr and me
Look the future
Yeah, we stare at the women
She's at you
I don't so
looking at me
Standing in the
I bought myself a guitar
When everybody me
I will never be
I will be lonely
Said I'm gonna be

I wanna be a
Yeah, everybody wants to pass as
We all be big, big stars
Yeah, but we got different reasons for
in me
'Cause I don't believe in
And I be someone to believe, to believe, to believe
Yeah!

Mr and me
Stumbling through the
Yeah, we at the beautiful women
She's for you
Man, got to be somebody for me
I wanna be Bob
Mr Jones wishes he was someone a little more funky
everybody love you
Oh! Son, just about as funky as you can be

Mr and me
Starin' at the
I look at the television, I wanna see me
Staring back at me
We all wanna be big
But we don't know why, and we don't how
But when loves me
I'm wanna be just as happy as I can be
Mr and me
We're gonna be big