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The Beatles - Mrs Robinson lyrics

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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, Whoa whoa whoa.

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 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, Whoa Whoa Whoa.

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



Goo Goo G'Joo Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, Whoa whoa whoa.

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 candidate's debate.

Laugh about it, shout about it

When you've got to choose

Every way you look at this you lose.



Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio,

Our nation turns it's lonely eyes to you. oo oo oo

What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson.

Jotting Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey.


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