Mrs. Jones
Mrs. Jones wakes up, got a lover in her
bed
She don't even know the boy's last name
Whatever excuse she makes up for what
happened in those sheets
Lord knows some things have got to
change.
Chorus
Cover Me with rose petal kisses
Smother me with wet perfume
Hover over me, like you're pulling out
the ocean
Tugging at the sand. Oh, sweet gravity's
hand
Fill me like the light fills the moon.
Headlights in the driveway
Somebody's in a car, a door slams
Clip clop your man's come home
There's a tumble, there's a shakeup
A knife falls to the floor
God damn that tears marrow to bone
Chorus
There's a man inside the parlor his
hearbeat paints the floor
A voice on his shoulder whisperin' his
name
In the heart of a desperate hour love
knocks down all doors
Knowing too well it's too late to lay
blame.
Chorus
Oh the moon...
Yeah the moon.
