| 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 |