| Song | Zak & Sara (Live) |
| Artist | Ben Folds |
| Album | Still Fighting It |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pillai, Price | |
| Sara, spelled without and H was getting bored | |
| On a peavey amp in 1984 | |
| While Zak without a C tried out some new guitars | |
| Playing Sara with no H's favorite song | |
| La da da la da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Often Sara would have spells where she lost time | |
| She saw the future | |
| She heard voices from inside | |
| The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny | |
| Because at home they got her smacked | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak called his dad about layaway plans | |
| Sara told the friendly salesman that | |
| "You'll all die in your cars" | |
| And "why's it gotta be dark?" | |
| And "you're all working in a submarine, a**hole!" | |
| She saw the lights | |
| She saw a pale english face | |
| Some strange machines repeating beats | |
| And thumping bass | |
| Visions of pills to put you in a loving trance | |
| That make it possible for all white boys to dance | |
| And when Zak finished sara's song | |
| Sara clapped | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak and Sara |
| zuo qu : Pillai, Price | |
| Sara, spelled without and H was getting bored | |
| On a peavey amp in 1984 | |
| While Zak without a C tried out some new guitars | |
| Playing Sara with no H' s favorite song | |
| La da da la da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Often Sara would have spells where she lost time | |
| She saw the future | |
| She heard voices from inside | |
| The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny | |
| Because at home they got her smacked | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak called his dad about layaway plans | |
| Sara told the friendly salesman that | |
| " You' ll all die in your cars" | |
| And " why' s it gotta be dark?" | |
| And " you' re all working in a submarine, a hole!" | |
| She saw the lights | |
| She saw a pale english face | |
| Some strange machines repeating beats | |
| And thumping bass | |
| Visions of pills to put you in a loving trance | |
| That make it possible for all white boys to dance | |
| And when Zak finished sara' s song | |
| Sara clapped | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak and Sara |
| zuò qǔ : Pillai, Price | |
| Sara, spelled without and H was getting bored | |
| On a peavey amp in 1984 | |
| While Zak without a C tried out some new guitars | |
| Playing Sara with no H' s favorite song | |
| La da da la da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Often Sara would have spells where she lost time | |
| She saw the future | |
| She heard voices from inside | |
| The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny | |
| Because at home they got her smacked | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak called his dad about layaway plans | |
| Sara told the friendly salesman that | |
| " You' ll all die in your cars" | |
| And " why' s it gotta be dark?" | |
| And " you' re all working in a submarine, a hole!" | |
| She saw the lights | |
| She saw a pale english face | |
| Some strange machines repeating beats | |
| And thumping bass | |
| Visions of pills to put you in a loving trance | |
| That make it possible for all white boys to dance | |
| And when Zak finished sara' s song | |
| Sara clapped | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| La da da la da da la da da | |
| Zak and Sara | |
| Zak and Sara |