Mrs Robinson
And here’s to you, Mrs. RobinsonJesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)God bless you please, Mrs. RobinsonHeaven 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 filesWe’d like to help you learn to help yourselfLook around you, all you see are sympathetic eyesStroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here’s to you, Mrs. RobinsonJesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)God bless you please, Mrs. RobinsonHeaven holds a place for those who pray(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goesPut it in your pantry with your cupcakesIt’s a little secret, just the Robinsons’ affairMost of all, you’ve got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs RobinsonJesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)God bless you please, Mrs. RobinsonHeaven holds a place for those who pray(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoonGoing to the candidates debateLaugh about it, shout about itWhen you’ve got to chooseEv’ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggioA nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)What’s that you say, Mrs. RobinsonJoltin’ Joe has left and gone away(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)