Mrs. Robinson |
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Mrs. Robinson Lyrics |
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 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 (Woo woo woo). What`s that you say, Mrs. Robinson? "Joltin` Joe has left and gone away" (Hey hey hey, hey hey hey). |
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