Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Robinson

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

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

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

Hide it in a hiding
Where no one ever
Put it in pantry
With your

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

Here's to you, Mrs.
Jesus loves you more you will know
God you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Well, Heaven holds a place for those who

on a sofa
On a Sunday
Going to the candidates'

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

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