A Thing Going On

We meet every single day at the same old place
 At the same old time
 With the same state of mind
 Me and her together but we know it ain't forever
 We just happy for the time
 The weed and the wine
 The walks in the park, escapades in the dark
 We knew how it had to be right
 From the very start coz
 I got obligations and she's in the situation
 That she came to state, so this is our fate
 Holding hands, a smile, a glimpse
 A kiss and a dance but we can't take a chance on
 Gettin caught
 So we stick to a plan coz
 We both got another and they wouldn't understand it
 Me and Mrs Jones have a thing going on
 I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
 It ain't about doin' dirt
 Or living like a flirt
 But what they don't know don't hurt
 Me and Mrs Jones
 Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones
 Mrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs Jones
 Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones
 Mrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs Jones
 The very first time I met her I
 Saw her from across the room
 And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
 Of she and I being together so I
 Headed in her direction for some closer inspection
 I intentionally brushed her hand her
 Skin had a satin texture
 The feeling she gave me was
 More than I could measure and
 Right away I
 Knew I had to have her with me
 If not with me then maybe just to hit me
 She got pin point skill and percision in the walk
 And the way that she talk
 Make my mouth turn to chalk
 She give me everything that I don't get at home
 And it seems like I'm a man coz her's is always gone, now
 Tell me what love got to do with it
 No coz we both feel good when we kickin' it
 Some might say that I'm wrong and I should leave her alone
 But me and Mrs Jones got a thang goin' on
 Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones
 Mrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs Jones
 Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones
 Mrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs Jones
 It's been about a year since we've been seeing eachother
 And we're a whole lot more than just part time lovers
 Coz when I got a problem she do everything she can to solve 'em
 But her life is not revolved around how revolving
 I'm the Shaka Zulu and she's my fantasie, but
 Deep down inside we know that we can never be
 Any more than what we are, a phone call in the car
 Bite to eat, with a movie and a drink at the bar
 When all of a sudden right out of the blue my
 Ladie got a clue on
 What what we was up to and
 Wait a minute, damn
 From what I understand
 It seems that my woman's been talking to her man
 Since we both in love with the people at home
 It looks like, we just gone have to leave it alone
 Coz I got a woman and she got a man so
 That's how it goes, and that's how it is
 Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones
 We had a thang goin'
 Mrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs Jones
 (We got a thing going on)
 Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones
 Mrs Jones, oh yeah
 We used to meet at the same place
 Same time
 Used to sit and talk it over
 (We got a thing going on)
 Talk it over
 Me and Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
 Mrs Jones Mrs Jones