Future Ex-mrs Jones Lyrics - Norma Jean

The next time you come home with lipstick fresh from that blonde 

Swearin' you've been at the office to twenty five past one 

And you've worked like a slave all night tired to your bones 

You'll be lyin' to the future ex-Mrs Jones 

Well I don't expect an angel after all you're a man 

But you run it in the ground and I'm a gonna break it all if I can 

Yeah the next time you go out with her and you come a dragging home 

You'll be looking at the future ex-Mrs Jones 

[ steel ] 

Well Jonesy boy now I'm not stupid that ain't red ink 

I'm familiar with the color that's a hanky panky thing 

I think the work you do at night you better do at home 

You'll be workin' for the future ex-Mrs Jones 

Well I don't expect an angel... 

You'll be looking at the future ex-Mrs Jones