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 just happy for the time, the and the wine

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

hands, a smile, a glance
A kiss and a dance but we can't take a on
Gettin' caught, so we stick to a
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 sure
It ain't about doin' or living like a flirt
But what they don't don't 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 first time I met her, I saw her from across the room
And we both became consumed by the thought
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 gave me was more I could measure
And right away I I had to have her with me
If not with me, then just to hit me

She got pinpoint skill and precision in the
And the way that she talk make my turn to chalk
She give me everything that I get at home
And it seems I'm a man 'cause hers is always gone

Now, tell me what got to do with it?
Loc, as we feel good when we kickin' it
Some might say that I'm wrong and I should 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 been seeing each other
a whole lot more than just part time lovers
'Cause I got a problem she do everything she can to solve 'em
But her life is not around how revolving

I'm the Shaka Zulu and my fantasy
But deep down inside we know that we could be
Any than what we are, a phone call in the car
to eat, with 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 with the people at home
It looks like, we just 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

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, same
Used to sit and talk it over, it over

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