| Me and Mrs. Jones, we got a thing going on, | 
| We both know that it’s wrong | 
| But it’s much too strong to let it cool down now. | 
| We meet ev’ry day at the same cafe, | 
| Six-thirty I know she’ll be there, | 
| Holding hands, making all kinds of plans | 
| While the jukebox plays our favorite song. | 
| Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, | 
| Mrs. Jones got a thing going on, | 
| We both know that it’s wrong, | 
| But it’s much too strong to let it cool down now. | 
| We gotta be extra careful | 
| that we don’t build our hopes too high | 
| Cause she’s got her own obligations and so do I. | 
| Me, me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, | 
| Mrs. Jones got a thing going on, | 
| We both know that it’s wrong, | 
| But it’s much too strong to let it cool down now. | 
| Well, it’s time for us to be leaving, | 
| It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside, | 
| Now she’ll go her way and I’ll go mine, | 
| But tomorrow we’ll meet the same place, the same time. | 
| Me and Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones |