Mrs. Robinson

And heres 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

Wed like to know a little bit about you for our files

Wed 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
And heres 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 your pantry with your cupcakes

Its a little secret, just the Robinsons affair

Most of all, youve 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 youve got to choose

Evry way you look at it, you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you Woo, woo, woo

Whats that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin Joe has left and gone away

Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey