| Far behind the forest of flying paper airplanes | |
| 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) | |
| Lunchbox, hopsctoch on the rocks | |
| With spitballs, pratfalls, alcohol | |
| Sebrina |
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