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Mrs. Robinson
(from the motion picture "The Graduate")
by Paul Simon
(c) 1968 Paul Simon (BMI)
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,
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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Title of song: Mrs. Robinson
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Song originally released on: Bookends
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