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Dec 1, 1993 · Mr. Jones Lyrics: Sha-la-la-la, la-la-la / Mm, 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...
The song is about struggling musicians (Duritz and bassist Marty Jones of The Himalayans) who "want to be big stars", believing that "when everybody loves me, I will never be lonely".
Counting Crows Lyrics. "Mr. Jones". Shalalala la la la. 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.
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Jul 9, 2012 · Mr. Jones Lyrics. I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl. Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer. She dances while his father plays guitar.
Feb 4, 2021 · Lyrics on the screen. Counting Crows Playlist: ...more. Como fazer bolinho de chuva sem ovo, sem óleo e sem leite. #bolinhodechuva #crochetarecomer #receita.
Mr. Jones Lyrics by Counting Crows from the Unplugged & Rare album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la Mmm Uh huh I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr Jon…
Aug 21, 2020 · We have an official Mr Jones tab made by UG professional guitarists. [Intro] Am F Dm G Sha la la la la Am F G la la uh huh... [Verse 1] Am F Dm G I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this...
Uh huh, yeah. Cut up, Maria. Show me some of them Spanish dances. 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.
Mr. Jones Lyrics. 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.
