And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
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Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
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God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
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Heaven holds a place for those who pray
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(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
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We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
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Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
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Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
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And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
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Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
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God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
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Heaven holds a place for those who pray
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(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
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Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
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It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
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Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
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Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
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Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
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God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
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Heaven holds a place for those who pray
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(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
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Going to the candidates debate
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Laugh about it, shout about it
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When you've got to choose
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Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
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Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
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A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
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What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
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Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
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(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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Mrs. Robinson
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| Busted |
