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...                                                                                  
                                                                                                        
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    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...                                                                                                  
                                                                                                        
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  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...                                                             
                                                                                                        
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  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