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E7And here's to Ayou, Mrs. F#mRobinson AJesus loves you more than you will Dknow (Wo, wo, Ewo) God bless you Aplease, F#mMrs. Robinson AHeaven holds a F#mplace for those who Dpray (Hey, hey, Ehey...hey, hey, hey)F#m
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd Blike to help your learn to help yourB7self ELook around you, Aall you see are DsympaAthetic Bmeyes F#Stroll around the grounds unE7til 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 yo'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 (ooo, ooo, ooo) What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson Joltin' Joe has left and gone away