Mrs. Robinson

<br>And here`s to you, Mrs. Robinson<br><br>Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)<br><br>God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson<br><br>Heaven holds a place for those who pray <br><br>(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)<br><br><br><br>We`d like to know a little bit about you for our files<br><br>We`d like to help you learn to help yourself<br><br>Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes<br><br>Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home<br><br><br><br>And here`s to you, Mrs. Robinson<br><br>Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)<br><br>God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson<br><br>Heaven holds a place for those who pray <br><br>(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)<br><br><br><br>Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes<br><br>Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes<br><br>It`s a little secret, just the Robinsons` affair<br><br>Most of all, you`ve got to hide it from the kids<br><br><br><br>Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson<br><br>Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)<br><br>God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson<br><br>Heaven holds a place for those who pray <br><br>(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)<br><br><br><br>Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon<br><br>Going to the candidates debate<br><br>Laugh about it, shout about it<br><br>When you`ve got to choose<br><br>Ev`ry way you look at it, you lose<br><br><br><br>Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio<br><br>A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)<br><br>What`s that you say, Mrs. Robinson<br><br>Joltin` Joe has left and gone away<br><br>(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)