Me and Mrs. Jones We got a thing goin'on We both know that it's wrong But it's much too strong To let it go now 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 We gotta be extra careful That do we don't build our hopes up too high Because she's got her own obligations And so, and so, do I Well, it's time for us to be leaving It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine Tomorrow we'll meet The same place, the same time