Counting Crows – Mr. Jones

Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la Mmm Uh huh I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr Jones strikes up a conversation With a black-haired flamenco dancer You know, she dances while his father plays guitar She’s suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful So come dance the…

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