Mrs. Robinson

(G)And here's to you Mrs. (Emin)Robinson,
(G)
Jesus loves you (Emin)more than you will (C)know, wow, wow, (D)wow.
God bless you (G)please Mrs. (Emin)Robinson,
(G)
Heaven holds a (Emin)place for those who (C)prey, hey, hey, (D)hey. Hey, hey, (E)hey.

(E)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 (G)all you see are (C)sympathetic (Amin)eyes, (Amin7)
(E)
Stroll around the grounds un(D)til you feel at home.

And here's to you Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wow, wow, wow.
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who prey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Hiding in a hiding place where no one ever goes,
Put it in your pantry with your cup cakes.
It's a little secret just the Robinson's affair,
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids.

Co-co-ca-choo Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wow, wow, wow.
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who prey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.

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 loose.

Where have you gone Joe de Maggio,
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo, woo, woo
What's that you say Mrs Robinson,
Jolting' Joe has left and gone away, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.