[Intro]
Sha-la-la-la, la-la-la
Mm, uh-huh

[Verse]
I was 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 hardest for the place
You talk, you're suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Man, I wish I was beautiful

[Outro]
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Sha-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la