Luyện nghe bài hát Mr.Jones

I was down at the New
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones up a conversation
With black-haired Flamenco dancer

And she dances while his father plays
She's suddenly
And we all something beautiful
Man, I wish I was

So, come dance this silence down the morning
Sha la la la la la la la la
Cut up, Maria! Show me of that Spanish dancing
Pass me a bottle, Mr.

in me
Help me, in anything
I want to be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me each other fairy tales
And we at the beautiful women
"She's at you, ah, no, no, she's looking at me"

Smiling in the lights
through in stereo
When loves you
You can be lonely

I wanna paint my
myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the colors are very, very meaningful
And you know, gray is my color

I felt so symbolic
If I Picasso
I would buy myself a guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the
And we stare at the women
"She's at you, I don't think so, she's looking at me"

in the spotlight
I bought a gray guitar
When loves me
I will never be

I will never be
And I'm gonna be lonely

I to be a lion
Everybody to pass as cats
We all want to be big, big
And we got different for that

in me
Because I don't in anything
And I want to be who believes

Mr. Jones and me stumbling the barrio
Yeah, we stare at the beautiful
"She's perfect for you, man, got to be somebody for me"

I want to be Bob
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more
And everybody you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be

Mr. Jones and me at the video
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right at me
We all to be big stars, but we don't know why
And we know how

And everybody loves me
I want to be just as happy as I can be

Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big