Testo MRS. JONES

Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones, and what is more, Mrs. Jones She's not the little tom-boy that once she used to be Oh no no no no no Funny, but I've seen her nearly every day for years Didn't see her changing, but suddenly, she's everything to me Everything that any girl could be Didn't care with who or where she went at any time Didn't really notice then, but now I only want her to be mine Right until the very end of time Of ti-i-i-i-i-ime Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones, and what is more, Mrs. Jones She's not the little tom-boy that once she used to be Oh no no no no no Feel like dancing in the fountain at Trafalgar Square Though it's cold, I won't be told, but then I really haven't got a care Just as long as she is standing there I hope you like me, Mrs. Jones, and Mr. Jones as well 'Cause maybe we'll be relatives, maybe, in the future, who can tell? And I promise that I'll always treat her well We-e-e-e-e-e-ell, we-e-e-e-e-e-ell Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones Your baby's growing up, Mrs. Jones.