| Song | New Pop Sunday |
| Artist | Sponge |
| Album | New Pop Sunday |
| 作词 : Cross, Dombroski, Mazzola | |
| Well she was | |
| Clearly nervous | |
| She asked me if | |
| I would drive | |
| And I noticed | |
| Then I knew | |
| She had been drinking | |
| And I always could | |
| Read between the lines | |
| There she was | |
| Clearly nervous | |
| Because there was something | |
| That I had neglected | |
| I was obvious | |
| She could see right through me | |
| Then we made love, ya we made love | |
| So unprotected | |
| Now here we are | |
| It抯 a New | |
| Pop Sunday | |
| We went too far | |
| And now you抮e gone | |
| The brightest star | |
| On my darkest | |
| Monday Now here we are | |
| It抯 a New | |
| Pop Sunday | |
| Well she was | |
| Clearly nervous | |
| And I noticed she had | |
| Something on her mind | |
| But I was cool | |
| Yeah I was cool | |
| I knew what was coming | |
| But doctors ain抰 really | |
| Hard to find | |
| Now here we are | |
| It抯 a New | |
| Pop Sunday | |
| We went too far | |
| And now you抮e gone | |
| The brightest star | |
| On my darkest | |
| Monday Now here we are | |
| Forever gone | |
| Forever gone |
| zuò cí : Cross, Dombroski, Mazzola | |
| Well she was | |
| Clearly nervous | |
| She asked me if | |
| I would drive | |
| And I noticed | |
| Then I knew | |
| She had been drinking | |
| And I always could | |
| Read between the lines | |
| There she was | |
| Clearly nervous | |
| Because there was something | |
| That I had neglected | |
| I was obvious | |
| She could see right through me | |
| Then we made love, ya we made love | |
| So unprotected | |
| Now here we are | |
| It zhā a New | |
| Pop Sunday | |
| We went too far | |
| And now you zhěn e gone | |
| The brightest star | |
| On my darkest | |
| Monday Now here we are | |
| It zhā a New | |
| Pop Sunday | |
| Well she was | |
| Clearly nervous | |
| And I noticed she had | |
| Something on her mind | |
| But I was cool | |
| Yeah I was cool | |
| I knew what was coming | |
| But doctors ain yāng really | |
| Hard to find | |
| Now here we are | |
| It zhā a New | |
| Pop Sunday | |
| We went too far | |
| And now you zhěn e gone | |
| The brightest star | |
| On my darkest | |
| Monday Now here we are | |
| Forever gone | |
| Forever gone |