Luyện nghe bài hát Mr.Jones

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

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

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

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

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

Smiling in the bright
Coming through in
When everybody you
You can never be

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

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

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

Standing in the
I myself a gray guitar
When everybody me
I never be lonely

I will never be
And I'm never be lonely

I to be a lion
Everybody wants to as cats
We all to be big, big stars
And we got different reasons for

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

Mr. and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah, we stare at the women
"She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be for me"

I to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was just a little more funky
And everybody loves you, son, just about as funky as you can be

Mr. and me staring at the video
I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we 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