little dipper - Mrs. Robinson Lyrics

We'd like to know a little more about you
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

God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey

Hide it in your hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret just the Robinson's affair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids

Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know

God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey

Sitting on a sofa afternoon
Going to the candidates' debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
You've got to choose
Every way you look at this you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you

What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Jolting Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey