Mrs. Jones (Original Version) Lyrics

Good Morning, Mrs. Jones

I hope I'm not too late

Invitations at your door

And on your gate

Flowers at your feet

And nothing on your face

I been moving all evening

Trying to hide it from Mr. Chase

It's just us now Mrs. Jones

It's Just me And Mrs. Jones

We can work it out Ms. Jones

I've got no Saturdays to myself

When I'm with you

I found my Sunday mornings

Wrapping around you

But Me and Mr. Jones

We got it good

So, I'm a fool

Couldn't watch myself before

I'm at a loss, what can I do

Not a word now Mrs. Jones

It's just Me & Mrs. Jones

We should work it out Ms. Jones

Funny believing, thinking I could be your man

No picket fences darling

As down bad as I am

What would my sisters think

Or would my brothers still believe I'm the man

Couldn't bring it to my Mama

But my Papa, he would understand

What can I say now Mrs. Jones

It's Just me & Mrs. Jones

And Not a Word Now Mrs. Jones