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And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know Whoa, whoa, whoa God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, heyWe’d like to know a little bit about you for our files
We’d like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at homeAnd here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know Whoa, whoa, whoa God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, heyHide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It’s a little secret, just the Robinson’s affair Most of all, you’ve got to hide it from the kidsCoo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know Whoa, whoa, whoa God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, heySitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you’ve got to choose Every way you look at this, you loseWhere have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you Woo, woo, woo What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Joltin’ Joe has left and gone away Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey