( Ref. )
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

We'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 home

( Ref.)

Hide 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 Robinsons' affair,
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

( Ref.)
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson. . .

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon,
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it,
When you've got to choose, Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A 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)

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