Coolio: A thing goin on

We meet every single day at the same old placeat the same old timewith the same state of mindme and her together but we know it ain't foreverwe just happy for the timethe weed and the winethe walks in the park, escapades in the darkwe knew how it had to be rightfrom the very start cozI got obligations and she's in the situationthat she came to state, so this is our fateholding hands, a smile, a glimpsea kiss and a dance but we can't take a chance ongettin caughtso we stick to a plan cozwe both got another and they wouldn't understand itme and Mrs Jones have a thing going onI wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strongit ain't about doin' dirtor living like a flirtbut what they don't know don't hurtme and Mrs Jones-Chorus-Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs JonesMrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs JonesMe and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs JonesMrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs JonesThe very first time I met her Isaw her from across the roomand just when we be both but can't consumeby the thoughtof she and I being together so Iheaded in her direction for some closer inspectionI intentionally brushed her hand herskin had a satin touchthe feeling she gave me wasmore than I could measure andright away Iknew I had to have her with meif not with me then maybe just to hit meshe got ten point skill and percision in the walkand the way that she talkmake my mouth turn to chalkshe give me everything that I don't get at homeand it seems like I'm a man coz her's is always gone, nowtell me what love got to do with itNo coz we both feel good when we kickin' itsome might say that I'm and should leave her alonebut me and Mrs Jones got a thang goin' on-Chorus-Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs JonesMrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs JonesMe and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs JonesMrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs JonesIt's been about a year since we've been seeing eachotherand we're a whole lot more than just part time loverscoz when I got a problem she do everything she can to solve 'embut her life is not revolved around how revolvingI'm the Shaka Zulu and she's my fantasie, butdeep down inside we know that we can never beany more than what we are, a phone call in the carbite to eat, with a movie and a drink at the barwhen all of a sudden right out of the blue myladie got a clue onwhat what we was up to andwait a minute, damnfrom what I understandIt seems that my woman's been talking to her mansince we both in love with the people at homeit looks like, we just gone have to leave it alonecoz I got a woman and she got a man sothat's how it goes, and that's how it is-Chorus-Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs Jones[We had a thang goin']Mrs Jones Mrs Jones Mrs Jones[We got a thing going on]Me and Mrs Mrs Mrs Mrs JonesMrs Jones, oh yeahWe used to meet at the same placesame timeused to sit and talk it over[We got a thing going on]talk it overMe and Mrs Jones, Mrs JonesMrs Jones Mrs Jones