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(Mrs Jones Mrs Jones)<br />Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it<br />So I'll call her the first Mrs Jones<br />We were married in September and it lasted till November<br />When one day she just took out on her own<br />I followed her to Savannah then Mobile and then Atlanta<br />Every day I begged her please come home<br />Pretty soon I started drinking tryin' hard to keep from thinking<br />Just how much I loved the first Mrs Jones<br />It was cold and dark one morning just before the day was dawning<br />When I staggered from a tavern to a phone<br />When she picked up her receiver I said you're gonna come back or either<br />They're gonna be calling you the late Mrs Jones<br />I put a pistol in my jacket stumbled out and hailed a taxi<br />Told taxidriver to take me to her home<br />I remember walkin' proudly and everybody said that I yelled out loudly<br />Come on out or I'm gonna come in Mrs Jones<br />Then next thing I recall was walking through the forest<br />Lookin' for a place to hide her bones<br />I dug and dug for hours and then I planted flowers<br />Right on top of the first Mrs Jones<br />Did my little story scare you I can see cause I'm so near you<br />Little beads of persperation dot your clothes<br />Aren't you sorry now that you left me<br />Ha really now don't you wanna come go with me<br />After all you are the second Mrs Jones
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(Mrs Jones Mrs Jones)<br />Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it<br />So I'll call her the first Mrs Jones<br />We were married in September and it lasted till November<br />When one day she just took out on her own<br />I followed her to Savannah then Mobile and then Atlanta<br />Every day I begged her please come home<br />Pretty soon I started drinking tryin' hard to keep from thinking<br />Just how much I loved the first Mrs Jones<br />It was cold and dark one morning just before the day was dawning<br />When I staggered from a tavern to a phone<br />When she picked up her receiver I said you're gonna come back or either<br />They're gonna be calling you the late Mrs Jones<br />I put a pistol in my jacket stumbled out and hailed a taxi<br />Told taxidriver to take me to her home<br />I remember walkin' proudly and everybody said that I yelled out loudly<br />Come on out or I'm gonna come in Mrs Jones<br />Then next thing I recall was walking through the forest<br />Lookin' for a place to hide her bones<br />I dug and dug for hours and then I planted flowers<br />Right on top of the first Mrs Jones<br />Did my little story scare you I can see cause I'm so near you<br />Little beads of persperation dot your clothes<br />Aren't you sorry now that you left me<br />Ha really now don't you wanna come go with me<br />After all you are the second Mrs Jones
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