Mrs. Robinson

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)

Señora Robinson

Y aquí esta usted, señora Robinson
Jesus le ama mas de lo que usted sabe
Dios le bendice, señora Robinson
El cielo guarda un lugar para los que oran
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Nos gustaría conocer un poco de usted para nuestro archivo
nos gustaría ayudarle a que aprenda a valerse por si misma
Mire a su alrededor, todo lo que verá son ojos compasivos
De un paseo por el terreno hasta que se sienta como en casa

Y aquí esta usted, señora Robinson
Jesus le ama mas de lo que usted sabe
Dios le bendice, señora Robinson
El cielo guarda un lugar para los que oran
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Escóndalo en un lugar secreto, donde nadie lo encuentre
Póngalo en la despensa con sus panquecillos
Es un pequeño secreto, un asunto solamente de los Robinson
Mas que nada, debe esconderlo de los niños

Coo, coo, ca-choo, señora Robinson
Jesus le ama mas de lo que usted sabe
Dios le bendice, señora Robinson
El cielo guarda un lugar para los que oran
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Sentada en el sofá una tarde de domingo
En el debate de los candidatos
Se rie de ello, tomando nota
Cuando vaya a las elecciones
Por donde lo vea, perderá

A donde te has ido, Joe DiMaggio?
la nación se pone triste por ti (Woo, woo, woo)
Que dice usted Señora Robinson?
Joltin' Joe a declinado y se marchó
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)