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Barenaked Ladies - One Week
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It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to one 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 'til 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 suisse and I like
The sushi 'cause It's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes, big like Leanne 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 stinking aching 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
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 ticking
Watching 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 sting, I'm tantric
Like snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did, they'd have a samurai
Gonna get a set of 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 mo on
'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
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, 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 be a still be two days 'til we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry
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It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry
Birchmount stadium, home of the Robbie
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