Talking Heads

Talking Heads - Mr Jones lyrics

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Put a wiggle in your stride
Loosen up
I believe he'll be alright
Changing clothes
Now he's got ventilated slacks
Bouncing off the walls
Mr. Jones is back!
Bulge out
And wind your waist
Tight pants
Got curly hair
Drinking cold beer
From metal cans
Moonshine
And Handi-Wipes!
Mr. Jones is back in town
It's his lucky day
Hold up your hands and shout
Jones is on his way
Pitter pat
Mr. Jones is back in town
Aces high
Now his pants are falling down
He looks so fine
In those patent leather shoes
Mr. Jones you look tired
I believe you'll be alright
Sales men
Conventioneers
Some rock stars
With tamborines
Short skirts
And skinny legs
Selling bibles
And real estate
It's a big day for Mr. Jones
He is not so square
Mr. Jones will stick around
He's everybody's friend
Fast cars
And motorbikes
I'm sure glad
He's on our side
The Jones Gang
Down at the bar
Watch out, this time
They've gone too far
They call for Mr. Jones
They put him in charge
Mr. Jones will help us out
He's a lucky guy
It is Mr. Jones' Birthday party
For another year
In his hotel room Party favors
It's a holiday
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Copyrights:

Author: David Byrne

Composer: David Byrne, Chris Frantz, Jerry Harrison, Tina Weymouth

Publisher: Sire Records Company

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Released in: 2005

Language: English

Appearing on: Greatest Hits , Once In A Lifetime (2003) , Naked (1988) , Sand in the Vaseline (1992)

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