Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Robinson

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

around you, all you see
Are sympathetic
Stroll the grounds
Until you at home

And to you, Mrs. Robinson
A-when Jesus loves you more than you know
God you, please, Mrs. Robinson
holds a place for those who pray

Hide it in a hiding
Where no one ever
Put it in your
your cupcakes

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

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

on a sofa
On a Sunday
to the candidates' debate

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

Where you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
And a nation turns its lonely to you
that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone