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)      komete la batata señor robinson   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)