Me and Mr. Jones

I've got a secret love
He is somebody that lives within the heart of me
Mr. Jones, I love you
Mr. Jones, I love you
I'm waiting
Anticipating being with you

Me and Mr. Jones
We got a thing going on
And we both know that it's so wrong
But much too strong to let it go now

We meet every day at the same cafe
Six-thirty
You know I know he'll be there
Holding hands
Making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Mr. Mr. Jones
Ooh, we've got this thing going on
Right now
And I don't mind letting you know
And we both know that it's wrong
But much too strong to let it go now

We've gotta be extra careful
Baby, that we don't build our hopes up too high
Because he's got his own obligations
And so
And so do I

Me and Mr
Mr. Jones
We've got this thing going on
And we both know that it's so wrong
Much, much too strong to let it go now

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
You know that it hurts so much
It just hurts so much inside
Baby, now he'll go his way and I'll go mine
Tomorrow we'll meet the same place, the same time

Me and Mr
Mr. Jones
We've got a thing going on
And I want to meet
Talk with him at the same place, same time

We're gonna walk it over
Talk it over
Love it over
Baby, come on
I need you

Mr .Jones
Can't help
But I need you
Jones, Jones

Is your name Mr. Jones?
You look like my Mr. Jones
Oh, excuse me
Is she your Mrs. Jones?
You shoulda left her home

Jones
Sometimes I call out his name
And sometime I wanna spell out his name

Jones
Jones
Jones
Jones
Jones
Jones

Remember where we used to meet?
That small cafe
And you used to look at me in a certain way
You used to sit there way back up in the corner
Waiting for me to make my grand entrance
And I'd walk in slowly

I couldn't miss you
'Cause we were the only two meeting there
At the same place, same time
Every day
Every day you are on my mind, Jones
Ooh

And I remember, I remember
I remember when we make love
Well, there's a particular sound that you make
And you used to hold it back
Cause you didn't want me to know just how you felt
And you'd moan like this
And when things really got out of hand

I'd started to talk like this
And I'd say
Oh, Jones
You make me say those things
I call you Jones
I like to call your name like this

Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones
Oh, I love him, I love him, I love him
And I need him
Sure can't do without him, Jones

Oh, Mr. Jones
My Mr Jones
Mr
Mr Jones, Mr Jones
Your name, your name, your name
Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones