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Well, listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar
And take some time
To learn how to play
Just learn how to play

I was down at the New Amsterdam
Just starin' 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
And we all want something beautiful
And, I wish I was beautiful, la la la la

Oh curl up, Maria! Come on!
Show me some of them Spanish dances
And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me, come on
Help me believe in anything
'Cause I wanna be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me
Tell each other fairy tales
And we stare at the beautiful women
She's lookin' at you, no, no, no

She's lookin' at me standin' in this bright light
Comin' through his stereo
When everybody loves you
You should never be lonely

Well, I wanna paint myself a picture
I wanna paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
Yeah, you know gray, it's my favourite color
I just get so confused everyday, but if I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the future
We stare at all the beautiful women
Now that she's lookin' at you
I don't think so

She's lookin' at me standin' in that spotlight
Look at me, I got myself this gray guitar
Man, when everybody loves me
I hope I never get lonely la la la la la

Yeah, I wanna be a lion, I know, I know
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We, we all wanna be big, big, big, big, big stars
Yeah, but then we give second thoughts about that

So believe in me
Man, I don't believe in anything
And I don't wanna be someone to believe
You should not believe in me

'Cause Mr. Jones and me
We just went stumbling through the barrio
To stare at all the beautiful women
And she's perfect for you
There's got to be someone for me
I wanna be Bob Dylan

Mr. Jones, oh you'll see with someone
Just a little more funky
Well man, when everybody loves you
Sometime that's just about as fucked up as you can be

Well, can't you hear me? 'Cause I'm screamin'
But I did not go outside yesterday
Oh, don't wake me, 'cause I was dreamin'
And I might just stay inside again today

'Cause Mr.Jones and me
We don't see each other much anymore

Well, listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar