Michael Bublé

Me and Mrs Jones, we got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We meet ev'ry giorno at the same cafe
Six-thirty I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our preferito song

Me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
We got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We gotta be extra careful
That we don't build our hopes too high
Cause she's got her own obligations and so do I
Me, me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
And it hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
And now she'll go her way, I'll go mine
But tomorrow we'll meet at the same place, the same time
Me and Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones

I just got home from the new concerto and it was unbelivable! I spent the entire two hours on the edge of my seat, had a hugh smile on my face and was unintentionally miming the lyrics to all of his songs!
I was however slightly disappointed that he did not sing 'Orange Coloured Sky'. It is such a good song that nobody knows about and it would have been really awsome if he had sung it!
I was also, rather scary and stalkery, tempted to go to his hotel and wait for him, just so I could meet him.
Instead I need to settle for sharing my addiction with all of you, who I am sure are as addicted to this amazing man as I am!

She may be weary
Women do get weary
Wearing the same shabby dress
And when she's weary
Try a little tenderness

She may be waiting
Just anticipating
Things she may never possess
And while she's without them
Try a little tenderness

It's not just sentimental
She has her grief
And her cares
But a word
Soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
So much easier to bear

te won't regret it
Women don't forget it
Love's got a whole
A whole happiness
And it's all so easy
Just to try a little tenderness

You've gotta try
You've gotta hold 'er
You've got ta squeeze her
te have to try
You've got ta try
And always please her
te won't regret it
te won't regret it
Oh
Try a little tender-ness

te give your hand to me
Then te say hello
I can hardly speak
My cuore is beating so
And anyone can tell
te think te know me well
But te don't know me

No, te don't know the one
Who dreams of te at night
And longs to baciare your lips
And longs to hold te tight
Oh I'm just a friend
That's all I've ever been
'Cause te don't know me

I never knew
The art of making love
Though my cuore aches
With Amore for you
Afraid and shy
I've let my chance to go by
The chance that te might
Amore me, too

te give your hand to me
And then te say good-bye
I watch te walk away
Beside the lucky guy
You'll never never know
The one who loves te so
Well, te don't know me

te give your hand to me, baby
Then te say good-bye
I watch te walk away
Beside the lucky guy
No, no, you'll never ever know
The one who loves te so
Well, te don't know me

Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't Amore you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have detto & done
I just never took the time

But te were always on my mind
te were always on my mind

Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
If I made te feel secondo best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind

te were always on my mind
te were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your
Sweet Amore hasn't died
Give me, give me one più chance
To keep te satisfied
Satisfied

Little things I should have detto & done
I just never took the time

te were always on my mind
te were always on my mind
te were always on my mind
te were always on my mind