Luyện nghe bài hát A Thing Going On

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

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 came to state so is our fate

hands, a smile, a glance
A kiss and a but we can't take a chance on
Gettin' caught, so we to a plan
'Cause we both got another and they 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' or living like a flirt
But what they know 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 very time I met her, I saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the
Of she and I being together, so I headed in her
For some inspection

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

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

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

I'm the Shaka Zulu and my fantasy
But deep down inside we know that we never be
Any more than what we are, a call in the car
to eat, with 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, what I understand
It seems my woman's been talking to her man

Since we in love with the people at home
It looks like, we just gone have to it alone
I got a woman and she's got a man
So that's how it 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 used to at the same place, same time
to sit and talk it over, talk it over

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