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One Week - Barenaked Ladies


Okay, I'm sure you've all heard this one on the radio and wondered what the hell BNL - my favourite Scarbarian Geeks - are saying! Well, wonder no longer... soon you'll be able to sing along at rapid-fire speed as well, as I'm sure is your goal in life. :)

The Lyrics

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 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 wasabe when I bust rhymes 
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Ncause I'm all about value 
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits 
You try to match wits 
You try to hold me but Ibust 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 'ause 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
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? Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of takin' 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

Chickety china, the Chinese chicken 
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 Sting I'm tantric 
like Snickers guaranteed to satisfy 
Like Kurasawa I make mad films 
'kay 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 backswing 
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon 
'Cause the 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

Still be two days till we say we're sorry
Still be two days till we say we're sorry