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Mrs. Jones lives up the stairs
Like a ghost she's hardly there,
I see her sometimes get her paper...
The walls are cracked and wafer thin,
I can hear her stumble in,
It's like she's talking with her Maker...

Her television's never cold,
(yeah there's always something on)
It shines a light into her soul
(yeah there's always something on)
She keeps her sleeves rolled down whenever anybody comes around.

Now Mrs. Jones is in a jam,
And she don't want your helping hand
There's no reasoning with her man
You can't make her understand
Mrs. Jones is in a jam.

Mrs. Jones has just one friend
Whoever brings her medicine
Just a crumb, she feels much better
Now Mrs. Jones is well again
Now she's everybody's friend
When she's well she's so together

Buying everybody rounds
(when she's up she can't get down)
Like a princess on the town
(when she's up she’s on the town)
She keeps her sleeves rolled down whenever anybody comes around.

Now Mrs. Jones is in a jam,
And she don't want your helping hand
There's no reasoning with her man
You can't make her understand
Mrs. Jones is in a jam.

credits

from Finish What You Star​.​.​., released June 3, 2015
"Mrs. Jones"
Copyright Matthew Davies 2012
Matt Davies - Guitar, Lead Vocal
David Stoyles - Bass
Darren Atkinson - Drums, Mayhem

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