Luyện nghe bài hát A Thing Going On

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

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

hands, a smile, a glance
A kiss and a but we can't take a chance on
Gettin' caught, so we stick to a
'Cause we both got another and they wouldn't it

Me and Mrs. Jones got a going on
I wouldn't call it but it damn sure strong
It ain't about dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't
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 by the thought
Of she and I together, so I headed in her direction
For some inspection

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

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

Now, me what love got to do with it?
Loc, as we both feel when we kickin' it
Some might say I'm wrong and I should leave her alone
But me and Mrs. Jones got a goin' 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 each other
We're a lot more than just part time lovers
when I got a problem she do everything she can to solve 'em
But her is not revolved around how revolving

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

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

Since we both in love with the at home
It looks like, we just gone have to leave it
'Cause I got a and she's got a man
So that's how it goes and 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 talk it over, it over

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