And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jillie loves you more than you will know, whoa-whoa-whoa. Oh, 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. The PTA, Mrs. Robinson, won't okay the way you do your thing, ding-ding-ding, and you'll get yours, Mrs. Robinson. Foolin' with that young stuff like you do, boo-hoo-hoo, whoa-whoa-whoa. So how's your bird, Mrs. Robinson, dandy Mrs. Robinson, you say, hey-hey-hey. Well, have you heard, Mrs. Robinson, mine is fine as wine and I should know, whoa-whoa-whoa. Oh, bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey-hey-hey. Mrs. Robinson, keep them cards and letters comin' in, Robbie, baby.
