Mrs. Robinson (lyrics) -- Simon & Garfunkel

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 simpathetic 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 thse 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 Robinson's affair.
Most of all, you've got to hide it
From the kdis.

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 thse 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).