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