Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Jones

Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la
Mmm
Uh huh

I was at the New Amsterdam
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr Jones strikes up a
With a black-haired flamenco
You know, she dances while his father guitar
She's suddenly
We all something beautiful
Man, I wish I was

So come dance the silence down the morning
Sha la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Uh huh

Cut up, Maria!
Show me of that Spanish dancin'
me a bottle, Mr Jones
in me
Help me in anything
'Cause I want to be who believes

Mr and me
Tell each other tales
And we stare at the women
looking at you
Ah, no, no, she's at me
Smilin' in the lights
Coming in stereo
When everybody you
You can never be

Well, I'm gonna my picture
Paint in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very, very
Yeah, well, you know is my favorite color
I so symbolic yesterday
If I Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and

Mr and me
into the future
Yeah, we stare at the beautiful
She's at you
I don't so
looking at me
Standing in the
I myself a gray guitar
When everybody me
I never be lonely
I will never be
I'm never gonna be

I be a lion
Yeah, everybody wants to as cats
We all be big, big stars
Yeah, but we got reasons for that
in me
'Cause I don't believe in
And I be someone to believe, to believe, to believe
Yeah!

Mr and me
through the Barrio
Yeah, we at the beautiful women
She's for you
Man, there's got to be for me
I be Bob Dylan
Mr Jones wishes he was someone just a little funky
everybody love you
Oh! Son, that's just about as as you can be

Mr and me
at the video
When I at the television, I wanna see me
Staring back at me
We all wanna be big
But we don't know why, and we know how
But everybody loves me
I'm wanna be about as happy as I can be
Mr and me
We're gonna be big