Mrs. Robinson its lonely eyes to you. Wo, wo, wo, What's
(Simon & Garfunkel) that you say, Mrs. Robinson, Joltin' Joe has
left and gone away? Hey, hey, hey, Hey, hey, hey.
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,
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
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever
goes, Put it in you 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 kids. Coo, coo, ca choo...
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