Sebrina, Paste And Plato Lyrics - Spilt Milk - Jellyfish

Far behind the forest of flying paper aeroplanes 

Grazing on the grounds of ponytails 

The substitute is counting down her ticks till recess 

Hammering down to size her fingernails 

Because today's the day Sebrina 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, Sebrina makes me feel so serene? 

So serene, Sebrina 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 ever looked this 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 spills the beans 

That he loves the girl behind the boysenberry punch (Sebrina) 

So serene, Sebrina makes me feel so serene 

(Our lady of the jabberwock) 

So serene, Sebrina makes me feel so serene 

(I live to smell her tulips talk) 

So serene, Sebrina makes me feel so serene 

(The hostess for the Show and Tell, the shepherdess of the muscatel flock) 

Lunch-box, hopsctoch on the rocks 

With spitballs, pratfalls, alcohol 

Sebrina