A Thing Goin On Lyrics - Gangsta's Paradise - Coolio

We meet every single day at the same old place 

At the same old time, with the same state of mind 

Me and her together but we know it ain't forever 

We just happy for the time, the weed and the wine 

The walks in the park, escapades in the dark 

We knew how it had to be right from the very start 

'Cause I got obligations and she's in the situation 

That she came to state so this is our fate 

Holding hands, a smile, a glance 

A kiss and a dance but we can't take a chance on 

Gettin' caught, so we stick to a plan 

'Cause we both got another and they wouldn't understand it 

Me and Mrs. Jones got a thing going on 

I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong 

It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt 

But what they don't know don't hurt 

Me and Mrs. Jones 

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones 

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones 

The very first time I met her, I saw her from across the room 

And instantly we both became consumed by the thought 

Of she and I being together, so I headed in her direction 

For some closer inspection 

I intentionally brushed her hand, her skin had a satin texture 

The feeling she gave me was more than I could measure 

And right away I knew I had to have her with me 

If not with me, then maybe just to hit me 

She got pinpoint skill and precision in the walk 

And the way that she talk make my mouth turn to chalk 

She give me everything that I don't get at home 

And it seems like I'm a man 'cause hers is always gone 

Now, tell me what love got to do with it? 

Loc, as we both feel good when we kickin' it 

Some might say that I'm wrong and I should leave her alone 

But me and Mrs. Jones got a thing goin' on 

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones 

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones 

It's been about a year since we've been seeing each other 

We're a whole lot more than just part time lovers 

'Cause when I got a problem she do everything she can to solve 'em 

But her life is not revolved around how revolving 

I'm the Shaka Zulu and she's my fantasy 

But deep down inside we know that we could never be 

Any more than what we are, a phone call in the car 

Bite to eat, with a movie and a drink at the bar 

When all of a sudden right out of the blue 

My lady got a clue on what we was up to 

And wait a minute, damn, from what I understand 

It seems that my woman's been talking to her man 

Since we both in love with the people at home 

It looks like, we just gone have to leave it alone 

'Cause I got a woman and she's got a man 

So that's how it goes and that's how it is 

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones 

Me and Mrs., Mrs., Mrs., Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, oh yeah 

We used to meet at the same place, same time 

Used to sit and talk it over, talk it over 

Me and Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones 

Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones