Mooses Jones

Me, me, me and Mooses Jones

Oh deer, we got a thing goin' on

We both know it's wrong

And I've herd it won't last long . . .

We meet every day in the same wooded glen

I'm the only one who knows when

Nibbling on pine cones and foliage while nuzzling

Me, me, me and Mooses Jones

Oh deer, we got a thing goin' on

We both know it's wrong

And I've herd it won't last long . . .

We have to be cautious

You're too high for my hopes

You have your own set of rules

And so do I

Me, me, me and Mooses Jones

Mooses Jones, Mooses Jones, Mooses Jones

So now it's time for us to hoof it

Not much place for us to hide

We really need a double-wide

But tomorrow we'll be here again

Me and Mos,. Mos., Mos., Mooses Jones

We'll be here again

We both know it's wrong

In that same wooded glen

And I've herd it won't last long

But oh deer, we've got a thing going on

And we both know it's wrong . . .

A/N - This is a silly free verse take on Mr. Jones the song by Michael Buble