| Song | Sebrina, Paste And Plato |
| Artist | Jellyfish |
| Album | Spilt Milk |
| 作词 : Jellyfish, Manning | |
| far behind the forest of | |
| flying paper airplanes | |
| grazing on the grounds of ponytails | |
| the substitute is counting down her ticks 'til recess | |
| hammering down to size her fingernails | |
| because today's the day sabrina builds her box lunch buffet | |
| kool-aid, sandwiches and chips for all the shoulders | |
| lunch is on the table soon dessert | |
| is on the floor, | |
| singing | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| chesney's looking dapper in his brand new dunce cap | |
| strolling down the runway to an "f" | |
| (never has he look so lovely) | |
| with all the others watching | |
| eating paste and plato (the one and only) | |
| he fights the urge to run and kiss the chef | |
| but she's a lovetarian especially in the form of puppies | |
| so he keeps his elbows off her | |
| table but he spills the beans | |
| that he loves the girl behind the boysenberry punch | |
| (sabrina) | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| (our lady of the jabberwock) | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| (i live to smell her tulips talk) | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| (hostess for the show and tell, the shepherdess of the muscatel) | |
| lucnhbox, hopsctoch on the rocks | |
| with spitballs, pratfalls, alcohol | |
| sabrina.. |
| zuò cí : Jellyfish, Manning | |
| far behind the forest of | |
| flying paper airplanes | |
| grazing on the grounds of ponytails | |
| the substitute is counting down her ticks ' til recess | |
| hammering down to size her fingernails | |
| because today' s the day sabrina builds her box lunch buffet | |
| koolaid, sandwiches and chips for all the shoulders | |
| lunch is on the table soon dessert | |
| is on the floor, | |
| singing | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| chesney' s looking dapper in his brand new dunce cap | |
| strolling down the runway to an " f" | |
| never has he look so lovely | |
| with all the others watching | |
| eating paste and plato the one and only | |
| he fights the urge to run and kiss the chef | |
| but she' s a lovetarian especially in the form of puppies | |
| so he keeps his elbows off her | |
| table but he spills the beans | |
| that he loves the girl behind the boysenberry punch | |
| sabrina | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| our lady of the jabberwock | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| i live to smell her tulips talk | |
| so serene sabrina makes me feel so serene | |
| hostess for the show and tell, the shepherdess of the muscatel | |
| lucnhbox, hopsctoch on the rocks | |
| with spitballs, pratfalls, alcohol | |
| sabrina.. |