One Week Lyrics - Barenaked Ladies

It's been one week since you looked at me 

Cocked your head to the side and said, "I'm angry" 

Five days since you laughed at me saying 

"Get that together, come back and see me" 

Three days since the living room 

I realized it's all my fault but couldn't tell you 

Yesterday, you'd forgiven me 

But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry 

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink 

As I make you stop, think 

You'll think you're looking at Aquaman 

I summon fish to the dish 

Although I like the Chalet Swiss 

I like the sushi 

'Cause it's never touched a frying pan 

Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes 

Big like LeAnn Rimes 

Because I'm all about value 

Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits 

You try to match wits 

You try to hold me but I bust through 

Gonna make a break and take a fake 

I'd like a stinkin' achin' shake 

I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours 

Gotta see the show 'cause then you'll know 

The vertigo is gonna grow 'cause it's so dangerous 

You'll have to sign a waiver 

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How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad? 

Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad 

I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral 

Can't understand what I mean? 

Well, you soon will 

I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve 

I have a history of taking off my shirt 

It's been one week since you looked at me 

Threw your arms in the air and said, "You're crazy" 

Five days since you tackled me 

I've still got the rug burns on both my knees 

It's been three days since the afternoon 

You realized it's not my fault, not a moment too soon 

Yesterday, you'd forgiven me 

And now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry 

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Chickity China the Chinese chicken 

You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' 

Watchin' X-Files with no lights on 

We're dans la maison 

I hope the Smoking Man's in this one 

Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic 

Like I'm tantric 

Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy 

Like Kurosawa, I make mad films 

'Kay, I don't make films 

But if I did they'd have a Samurai 

Gonna get a set a' better clubs 

Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs 

Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing 

Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon 

'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes 

That make me think the wrong thing 

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad? 

Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad 

I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral 

Can't understand what I mean? 

You soon will 

I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve 

I have a history of losing my shirt 

It's been one week since you looked at me 

Dropped your arms to your sides and said, "I'm sorry" 

Five days since I laughed at you and said 

"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do" 

Three days since the living room 

We realized we're both to blame, but what could we do? 

Yesterday, you just smiled at me 

'Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry 

It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry 

It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry 

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