We meet every single day at the old place At the same old time, with the same 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 right the very start 'Cause I got obligations and in the situation she came 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 'Cause we both got and they wouldn't understand it
Me and Mrs. Jones got a going on I wouldn't call it love but it sure strong It ain't about doin' dirt or like a flirt But they don't know don't hurt Me and Mrs.
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The very first time I met her, I saw her across the room And instantly we became consumed by the thought Of she and I together, so I headed in her direction For some closer
I intentionally brushed her hand, her had a satin texture The feeling she gave me was than I could measure And right away I knew I had to her with me If not with me, then just to hit me
She got pinpoint skill and in the walk And the way that she talk my mouth turn to chalk She give me that I don't get at home And it seems like I'm a man 'cause hers is always
Now, tell me what love got to do it? Loc, as we feel good when we kickin' it Some might say that I'm wrong and I should leave her But me and Mrs. Jones got a goin' on
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It's been about a year we've been seeing each 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 Zulu and she's my fantasy But deep down inside we that we could never be Any more what we are, a phone call in the car Bite to eat, a movie and a drink at the bar
When all of a sudden right out of the My lady got a on what we was up to And wait a minute, damn, from what I It that my woman's been talking to her man
Since we both in love with the people at It looks like, we gone have to leave it alone 'Cause I got a and she's got a man So that's how it goes and how it is
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We used to meet at the place, same time Used to sit and talk it over, it over
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