Busted – Mr.s Robinson lyrics

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, 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, 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)

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

Coo, coo, ca-choo, 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)

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
Ev'ry way you look at it, you
lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes
to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has
left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)