Lyrics

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