Mrs. Robinson

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)

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in you 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

Coo coo ca-choo, 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)

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
Every way you look at it you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
(Ooo, ooo, ooo)

What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
"Joltin' Joe has left and gone away"
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

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