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a thing going on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt
Or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
When my liquor cabinet is empty
And the local package store is closed
I am paid a visit by an enemy
And the s.o.b. goes by bully jones
He loves
take a chance on
Gettin' caught, so we stick to a plan
'Cause we both got another and they wouldn't understand it

Me and Mrs. Jones got a thing going
And all the things that I could never buy
But Mrs Jones we love each other and wealth won't buy a love
And I guess that's why your daughter cried all
Sometimes, the feeling is right 
You fall in love for the first time 
Heartbeat, and kisses so sweet 
Summertime love in the moonlight 

Ah
Sometimes, the feeling is right 
You fall in love for the first time 
Heartbeat, and kisses so sweet 
Summertime love in the moonlight
Sometimes, the feeling is right 
You fall in love for the first time 
Heartbeat, and kisses so sweet 
Summertime love in the moonlight 

Ah
The late Mr Jones is a life pearly the late Mr Jones is on time rarely
When he bought her flowers she had some for hours
From another with dreams
you're leavin' town."

[George Jones]
She says, "One thing's for certain,
I don't love you any more."
And throws down the ring
As she walks out
you're leavin' town."

[George Jones]
She says, "One thing's for certain,
I don't love you any more."
And throws down the ring
As she walks out
Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mr. Jones
(Me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of shit is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig
Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mr. Jones
(Me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of **** is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig
Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick
your soul feels like cryin' 
You have every reason to there's no denying 
But the last thing you should do is let them 
Turn your heart to stone 
Oh,
Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mr. Jones
(Me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of shit is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig
Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me 
And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones) 

What kind of fuckery is this? 
You made me miss the Slick Rick
Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick
You've got chemical love 

Some people find themselves hooked on the 
weirdest things 
That have nothing to do with living 
God's gift to us is our
We once had things in common
Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator
Ice cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice cold (ice cold!)
You out here flyin'
a thing going on
Yes we do, yes we do
My, my, my, my lady Jones
I love her, yes I do y'all

We know, they know, you know and I know
We gonna have
out the water
You dissed him on Disney, get thrown in the locker
Your shit wasn't polished, my flow is too proper

Say something now Mr. Jones
Ooh,
Mr. Jones knows The Stones
Rock 'n' roll is in his blood and in his bones
Shines his shoes, kicks some ass
Counts the booze and laminates his pass
the bones for Henry Jones
Cause Henry don't eat no meat

Henry is not a drinker
He rarely takes a nip
He don't need a napkin
Cause the things he eats
the bones for Henry Jones
'Cause Henry don't eat no meat

Henry is not a drinker
He rarely takes a nip
He don't need a napkin
'Cause the things he eats
fault my heart is broken angry words that we have spoken
I'm so sorry now for I have seen the light
Humbly hope that you still love me for I swear by