me and mrs jones We meet every day at the same cafe Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there Holding hands, making all kinds of plans While the juke box plays our favorite songs
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Baby, you told me that you love me, And you'd never leave my side. To the bitter end, Through the thick and thin. You promised me baby, That you wasn't going anywhere. Yes you did, Baby keep it real, Let me know just how you feel.