Bren Joy — Mrs. Jones

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They say age ain’t nothing but a number
And here we are, holdin’ one another
Each time I fall, you pick me up from under
And I don’t wanna let go

Every night, I’m beggin’ just to see you
And every night I get to in my dreams
But every time I ask if I can come through
You say, «Try again another night,» girl, why you such a tease?

Coco Chanel, we own that
Champagne a feel, so cold and
It’s a love that I’ve never known (I’ve never known, oh)
She’s always ’bout her phone, my 2 a.m. shelf but lonelier
Lately, I just can’t get enough, Mrs. Jones

Ever since thе other night, I take it as a sign
How much I’m going crazy writin’ you through my mind
And I know you think I’m runnin’ dumb and too young to be sprung
Oh, but a girl who’s gotta roam, but you’re thе one

Coco Chanel, we own that (yeah, we own that)
Champagne a feel, so cold and (I feel so alone)
It’s a love that I’ve never known (never known, oh)
She’s always ’bout her phone, my 2 a.m. shelf but lonelier
Lately (lately, lately), I just can’t get enough, Mrs. Jones

Every time I close my eyes, I think of you, girl, in e’ry way
And I wish I could go back in time to Mrs. Jones (Mrs., Mrs. Jones)
Every time I close my eyes, I think of you, girl, in e’ry way (girl, I’m always thinkin’ of you)
And I wish I could go back in time to Mrs. Jones (Mrs. Jones)
Every time I close my eyes, I think of you, girl, in e’ry way
And I wish I could go back in time to Mrs. Jones (Mrs. Jones)
Mrs. Jones, oh (girl, I’m always thinkin’ of you, everywhere, everywhere, ooh-mmh)