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      And she dances while his father plays guitar   She's suddenly beautiful   And we all want something beautiful   Man, I wish I was beautiful      So, come dance this silence down through the morning   Sha la la la la la la la la   Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancing   Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones      Believe in me   Help me, believe in anything   'Cause I want to be someone who believes      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      I wanna paint my picture   Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray   All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful   And 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   And 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 will never be lonely      I will never be lonely   And I'm never gonna be lonely      I want to be a lion   Everybody wants to pass as cats   We all want to be big, big stars   And we got different reasons for that      Believe in me   Because I don't believe in anything   And I want to be someone who believes      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 want to be Bob Dylan   Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky   And everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be      Mr. Jones and me staring at the video   When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me   We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why   And we don't know how      And when everybody loves me   I want to be just about as happy as I can be      Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars