Robinson

Hello sunlight, my new friend
I came back to look for her again
I like to see Mrs. Robinson again
As I’m standing in the Underground
Where silence is the only sound
I like to see Mrs. Robinson again
She is almost eighty-two
Skin and bone and her hair is blue
I like to see Mrs. Robinson again
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I like to see her again
Don Quichote’s my destiny
Parseley, sage and rosemary
I love no one and no one’s loving me
A poem and a string quartet
One pillow on my empty bed
I like to see Mrs. Robinson again
She is almost eighty-two
Skin and bone and her hair is blue
I like to see Mrs. Robinson again
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I like to see her again
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I like to see her again
I’m a table and I’m a chair
I’m a meadow and I’m a cow
And I like to see Mrs. Robinson right now
And I’m standing in the Underground
Silence is the only sound
And I like to see Mrs. Robinson again
She is almost eighty-two
Skin and bone and what can I do
I like to see that old woman again
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I like to see her again
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I like to see her again