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
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 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
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
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
