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Consider this a song of consolation to Jane Asher, who WOULD have become Mrs. McCartney. Replace Robinson with McCartney, and Joe DiMaggio with, well, Paul McCartney. Wouldn't she be someone with a terrible secret and sadness that she couldn't show? Goo goo ga-joob? Couldn't hey hey hey be a "yeah yeah yeah" reference?

 

 

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
Whoa whoa whoa
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 a Robinson's affair
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids

GOO GOO GA-JOOB (although it's always listed as coo-coo-cachoo) Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa whoa whoa
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
Woo woo woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey