Ti tiriri ti tiri
Ti tiri tiri ti
Tu tururu tu turu turu tu
Tiririri ti ti tiri
Ti ti tiri ti
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Wow, wow, wow
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
Wow, wow, wow
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
Wow wow wow
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
Every way you look at it you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Ooo ooo ooo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey