Watsky & Mody
Mrs. Robinson
[Intro]
BEN: Mrs. Robinson, do you think we could say a few words to each other first this time?
MRS. ROBINSON: I don't think we have much to say to each other
BEN: Look, for months, all we've done is come up here and leap into bed together
MRS. ROBINSON: Do you wanna tell me about your college experience?
BEN: Oh my God. This is the sickest, most perverted thing that ever happened to me. Well, I.. I was kind of upset there. I'm sorry I said those things
MRS. ROBINSON: Is it sickening for you?
BEN: It's not. I enjoy it, I look forward to it, it's the one thing I have to look forward to
MRS. ROBINSON: May I stay then?

[Chorus: Danny McClain]
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
(Can I get you back, can I, Mrs. Robinson?
Can I get you back, can I, can I?)
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1: Watsky]
I just graduated high school when she graduated Brown
I kicked some game the best I ever laid it down
We played around and then we got official
And when it comes to firsts, like hair, I got a fistful
I said I love you, and I'm pretty sure I meant it truly
She's still the only one I've ever said it too, she
Gave me a fever that I've still got
I find MILFs hot, and I'll yell it from the hilltop
It's not Tomato, tomahto
When it come to Demis, gimme Moore before Lovato
And if you're Demi Moore, and if I'm 24
Well, earth's a trillion years old, so what's twenty more?
But when we talk I upset your ulcer
Increase your pulse or tend to insult your
Knowledge, I apologize, it's the wrong subject
Let's not fuck this up by discussing pop culture
Remember Welcome Back Cotter?
Bridge Over Troubled Water?
Well, I don't
But, baby, that's why God invented iPhones