One Week

by Barenaked Ladies


Lyrics:

Itís been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said Iím 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 itís all my fault but couldnít tell you
Yesterday youíd forgiven me
But itíll still be two days 'till I say Iím sorry

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
Youíll think youíre looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish
Although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
ĎCause itís never touched a frying pan

Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because Iím all about value
Bert Kaempfertís 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
Iíd like a stinkin' achin' shake
I like vanilla, itís the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show
Cause then youíll know
The Vertigo is gonna grow
Cause itís so dangerous
Youíll have to sign a waiver

How can I help it if I think youíre funny when youíre mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
Iím the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Canít 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

Itís been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said youíre crazy
Five days since you tackled me
Iíve still got the rug burns on both my knees
Itís been three days since the afternoon
You realized itís not my fault not a moment too soon
Yesterday youíd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait 'till you say youíre sorry

Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickiní
Watchin X-Files with no lights on
Weíre dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Manís in this one
Like Harrison Ford Iím getting frantic
Like Sting Iím tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy

Like Kurosawa I make mad films
Okay I donít make films
But if I did theyíd have a samurai
Gonna get a set of better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons arenít always flying off the backswing
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 youíre funny when youíre mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
Iím the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Canít 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

Itís been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides and said Iím 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 weíre both to blame, but what could we do
Yesterday you just smiled at me
'Cause itíll still be two days 'till we say weíre sorry

Itíll still be two days 'till we say weíre sorry
Itíll still be two days 'till we say weíre sorry
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie



One Week is the first (1st) song on the Stunt album. It is an original song by Barenaked Ladies.

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