Luyện nghe bài hát Mr.Jones

I was down at the New
Staring at this yellow-haired
Mr. strikes up a conversation
this black-haired Flamenco dancer

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

So, come dance this down through the morning
Sha la la la la la la la la
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that dancing
me a bottle, Mr. Jones

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

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

Smiling in the bright
through in stereo
When everybody you
You can be lonely

I wanna my picture
Paint myself in and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very, very
And you know, gray is my color

I felt so symbolic
If I knew
I would buy myself a gray and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the
And we stare at the women
"She's looking at you, I don't 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 never be lonely

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

in me
Because I believe in anything
And I want to be someone who

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

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

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

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