Di, di-di-di, di-di, di-di, di-di-di-di-di

Do, do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do

Di-di, di-di, di-di-di-di, di-di-di-di-di



And here's to you, Mrs Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, woh-woh-woh

God bless you, please, Mrs Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray

Hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey



We like to know a little bit about you for our files

We like to help you learn to help yourself

Look around you, all you see are sympathetic lines

Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home



And here's to you, Mrs Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, woh-woh-woh

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 you 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, woh-woh-woh

God bless you, please, Mrs Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray

Hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey



Sittin' on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon

Going to the candidates' debate

Laugh about it, shout about it, when you've got to choose

Every way you look at it you lose



Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio

A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, wooh-wooh-wooh

What's that you say, Mrs Robinson

Joltin' Joe has left and gone away

Hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey