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1 de dic. de 1993 · Mr. Jones Lyrics. [Intro] Sha-la-la-la, la-la-la. Mm, uh-huh. [Verse 1] I was down at the New Amsterdam. Staring at this yellow-haired girl. Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation. With a...
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Counting Crows - Mr. Jones (EN ESPAÑOL) (Letra y canción para escuchar) - 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.
Counting Crows - Mr. Jones (Letra y canción para escuchar) - 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.
Letra original. Traducción en Español. intro. Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la. intro. Mmm. intro. Uh huh. UH Huh. verse. I was down at the New Amsterdam. Estaba en el New Amsterdam. Staring at this yellow-haired girl. Mirando a esta chica rubia. Mr Jones strikes up a conversation. El Sr Jones iniciaba una conversación.
Letra en español de la canción de Counting Crows, Mr. Jones (letra traducida) Estaba yo en el New Amsterdam (nombre del bar) mirando fijamente a una chica con el pelo amarillo, cuando el Sr. Jones entabla conversación con una bailaora de flamenco de pelo negro. Ya sabes, ella baila mientras su padre toca la guitarra,
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.
1 de ene. de 1993 · LETRA. Mr. Jones Traducida. 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. She's suddenly beautiful. We all want something beautiful. I wish I was beautiful. So come dance this silence down through the morning.
