Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Jones

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

I was at the New Amsterdam
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr strikes up a conversation
a black-haired flamenco dancer
You know, she dances his father plays guitar
suddenly beautiful
We all want something
Man, I I was beautiful

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

Uh huh

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

Mr and me
Tell each other tales
And we stare at the women
looking at you
Ah, no, no, she's at me
Smilin' in the lights
through in stereo
When everybody you
You can be lonely

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

Mr and me
Look into the
Yeah, we at the beautiful women
She's at you
I think so
looking at me
Standing in the
I bought a gray guitar
everybody loves me
I will never be
I will never be
I'm never gonna be

I wanna be a
Yeah, everybody to pass as cats
We all wanna be big, big
Yeah, but we got reasons for that
in me
'Cause I believe in anything
And I be someone to believe, to believe, to believe
Yeah!

Mr and me
Stumbling through the
Yeah, we stare at the women
perfect for you
Man, got to be somebody for me
I be Bob Dylan
Mr Jones he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody you
Oh! Son, just about as funky as you can be

Mr and me
at the video
When I look at the television, I see me
Staring right at me
We all be big stars
But we don't know why, and we know how
But when loves me
I'm wanna be just about as as I can be
Mr and me
We're be big stars