Mr Jones piano leadsheet with chords

I was down at the New Amsterdam,

staring at this yellowhaired girl.

Mister Jones strikes up a conversation with a blackhaired flamenco dancer.

You know she dances while his father plays guitar,

she's suddenly beautiful.

And we all want something beautiful.

Man, I wish I was beautiful.

Mister Jones and me tell each other fairy tales and we stare at the beautiful women.

She's alooking at you, oh, no no,

she's looking at me

Smiling in the bright lights,

coming through in stereo.

When ev'rybody loves you,

you could never be lonely.