Luyện nghe bài hát A Thing Goin On

We meet every single day at the same old
At the same old time, the same state of mind
Me and her together but we it ain't forever
We just happy for the time, the weed and the

The walks in the park, escapades in the
We knew how it had to be from the very start
'Cause I got and she's in the situation
That she to state so this is our fate

Holding hands, a smile, a
A kiss and a dance but we can't a chance on
Gettin' caught, so we to a plan
we both got another and they wouldn't understand it

Me and Mrs. Jones got a going on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living a flirt
But what they don't know hurt
Me and Mrs.

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.

The very first time I met her, I saw her from the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the
Of she and I being together, so I headed in her
For some closer

I intentionally brushed her hand, her had a satin texture
The feeling she me was more than I could measure
And right away I I had to have her with me
If not me, then maybe just to hit me

She got pinpoint and precision in the walk
And the way that she talk my mouth turn to chalk
She give me everything I don't get at home
And it like I'm a man 'cause hers is always gone

Now, me what love got to do with it?
Loc, as we both good when we kickin' it
Some say that I'm wrong and I should leave her alone
But me and Mrs. Jones got a thing on

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.

It's been about a year since we've been seeing other
We're a whole lot more than just part time
'Cause when I got a problem she do everything she can to 'em
But her life is not revolved around how

I'm the Shaka Zulu and my fantasy
But deep down we know that we could never be
Any more than we are, a phone call in the car
Bite to eat, with a and a drink at the bar

all of a sudden right out of the blue
My lady got a clue on we was up to
And a minute, damn, from what I understand
It seems that my woman's been to her man

Since we both in love the people at home
It looks like, we just gone to leave it alone
I got a woman and she's got a man
So how it goes and that's how it is

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, oh

We to meet at the same place, same time
Used to sit and it over, talk it over

Me and Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
Mrs. Jones, Mrs.