God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
We'd like to know a little bit about you
all you see are sym pathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hide it in a hiding place
Put it in the pantry with your cupcakes
Clothes and all you've got
Do -do -ka -choo, Mrs. Robinson
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
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
Anyway you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Johnson Joe has left and gone away
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