Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Robinson

We'd like to know a bit
About you for our
like to help you learn
To yourself

around you, all you see
Are eyes
Stroll around the
Until you feel at

And here's to you, Mrs.
A-when loves you more than you will know
God you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who

Hide it in a place
Where no one goes
Put it in pantry
With cupcakes

a little secret
It's the Robinson's' affair
Most of all, you've got to it from the kids

to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you than you will know
God you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Well, holds a place for those who pray

on a sofa
On a Sunday
to the candidates' debate

Laugh it, shout about it
When you've got to
Every way you at it, you lose

Where you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
And a turns its lonely eyes to you
A-what's you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joe has left and gone away