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From: macon@gallifry.Berkeley.EDU (Glen Macon)
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Subject: music : rms. robinson
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Date: 21 Jul 92 17:59:58 GMT
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Title: MRS. ROBINSON (Simon & Garfunkle)
De de de de de de de de de de de de de
CHORUS: And here's to you Mrs. Robinson
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| Jesus loves you more thnan you will know, wo wo wo
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| God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
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| Heaven holds a place for those who pray, 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
CHORUS
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' afair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids
Koo koo ka choo Mrs. Robinson - CHORUS
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
Any 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
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