Sha la la la la la la..... hmm, 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
 
 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 this silence down through the mornin'
 
 Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. uh huh, yeah...
 
 Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancin'
 
 yeah, but, Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
 
 Believe in me
 
 Help me believe in anything
 
 'Cause I wanna be someone who believes
 
 Yeah...
  
 
 Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
 
 And we stare at the beautiful women
 
 "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
 
 Smiling in the bright lights
 
 Coming through in stereo
 
 When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
  
 
 Well, I'm gonna paint my picture
 
 Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
 
 All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
 
 Yeah, well, you know gray is my favorite color
 
 I felt so symbolic yesterday
 
 If I knew Picasso
 
 I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
  
 
 Mr. Jones and me look into the future
 
 Yeah, we stare at the beautiful women
 
 "She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me."
 
 Standing in the spotlight
 
 I bought myself a gray guitar
 
 When everybody loves me, I'll never be lonely
 
 I'll never be lonely
 
 Son, I'm never gonna be lonely
  
 
 I wanna be a lion
 
 E-Everybody wants to pass as cats
 
 We all wanna be big big stars, yeah, but we've got different reasons for that
 
 Believe in me 'cause I don't believe in anything
 
 and I, I wanna be someone to believe, to believe, to believe,yeah
  
 
 Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
 
 Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
 
 "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me."
 
 I wanna be Bob Dylan
 
 Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
 
 When everybody loves you, oh, son, that's just' bout as funky as you can be
  
 
 Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
 
 When I look at the television, I wanna see me staring right back at me
 
 We all wanna be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how
 
 But when everybody loves me, I'll be just' bout as happy as I could be
 
 Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.