Luyện nghe bài hát A Thing Goin On

We meet every single day at the old place
At the same old time, with the state of mind
Me and her together but we know it forever
We happy for the time, the weed and the wine

The walks in the park, in the dark
We how it had to be right from the very start
I got obligations 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 take a chance on
caught, so we stick to a plan
'Cause we both got another and they wouldn't it

Me and Mrs. Jones got a thing on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn 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 first time I met her, I saw her from across the room
And instantly we became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together, so I headed in her
For closer inspection

I intentionally her hand, her skin had a satin texture
The she gave me was more than I could measure
And away I knew I had to have her with me
If not with me, then just to hit me

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

Now, tell me what got to do with it?
Loc, as we both feel when we kickin' it
might say that I'm wrong and I should leave her alone
But me and Mrs. got a thing 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 been seeing each other
We're a whole lot more than just time lovers
'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 and she's my fantasy
But deep down inside we know we could never be
Any more than what we are, a phone in the car
to eat, with a movie and a drink at the bar

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

Since we both in love the people at home
It looks like, we gone have to leave it alone
I got a woman 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 used to meet at the same place, time
to sit and talk it over, talk it over

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