Mrs. Robinson (LP version) Lyrics

And here's to you Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
we'd like to know a little bit about you
for our files we'd like to help you to learn to help yourself
look around you all
you see are sympathetic eyes stroll around the grounds
untill you feel at home

and here's to you Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
put it in your pantry with with your cupcakes
It's a little secret just the Robinson's affair
most of all you got to hide it from the kids
and coo coo cachoo

Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
sitting on a sofa on a Sunday
afternoon going to the candidates debate laugh
about it shout about it when you got to choose
every way you look at it you lose
where have you gone Joe DiMaggio
a nation turns It's lonely eyes to you what's that you say

Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away