We meet single day at the same old place At the same old time, with the same state of Me and her together but we it ain't forever We just happy for the time, the and the wine
The walks in the park, in the dark 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 this is our
hands, a smile, a glance A kiss and a dance but we can't take a on caught, so we stick to a plan 'Cause we got another and they wouldn't understand it
Me and Mrs. got a thing going on I wouldn't call it love but it damn strong It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a But what they don't don't hurt Me and Mrs.
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The very first time I met her, I saw her from 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 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 her with me If not with me, maybe just to hit me
She got pinpoint and precision in the walk And the way that she talk my mouth turn to chalk She give me everything I don't get at home And it seems I'm a man 'cause hers is always gone
Now, me what love got to do with it? Loc, as we both feel good we kickin' it Some say that I'm wrong and I should leave her alone But me and Mrs. Jones got a goin' on
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been about a year since we've been seeing each other We're a whole lot more than just part lovers when I got a problem she do everything she can to solve 'em But her life is not around how revolving
I'm the Zulu and she's my fantasy But deep down inside we know that we never be Any more than what we are, a phone in the car Bite to eat, a movie and a drink at the bar
all of a sudden right out of the blue My got a clue on what we was up to And wait a minute, damn, from what I It seems that my woman's talking to her man
Since we in love with the people at home It looks like, we just gone have to leave it 'Cause I got a woman and got a man So that's how it and that's how it is
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We used to meet at the place, same time to sit and talk it over, talk it over
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