One Week - Barenaked Ladies (lyrics) It\u0027s been one week since you looked at me Cocked your head to the side and said, \u0022I\u0027m angry\u0022 Five days since you laughed at me Saying, \u0022Get that together, come back and see me\u0022 Three days since the living room I realized it\u0027s all my fault, but couldn\u0027t tell you Yesterday, you\u0027d forgiven me But it\u0027ll still be two days \u0027til I say I\u0027m sorry Hold it now and watch the hoodwink As I make you stop, think You\u0027ll think you\u0027re looking at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi \u0027cause it\u0027s never touched a frying pan Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes, because I\u0027m all about value Bert Kaempfert\u0027s 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\u0027d like a stinking aching shake I like vanilla, it\u0027s the finest of the flavors Gotta see the show, \u0027cause then you\u0027ll know The vertigo is gonna grow \u0027Cause it\u0027s so dangerous, you\u0027ll have to sign a waiver How can I help it if I think you\u0027re funny when you\u0027re mad? Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad I\u0027m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can\u0027t 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\u0027s been one week since you looked at me Threw your arms in the air and said, \u0022You\u0027re crazy\u0022 Five days since you tackled me I\u0027ve still got the rug burns on both my knees It\u0027s been three days since the afternoon You realized it\u0027s not my fault not a moment too soon Yesterday, you\u0027d forgiven me And now I sit back and wait \u0027til you say you\u0027re sorry Chickity China, the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin\u0027 Watching X-Files with no lights on We\u0027re dans la maison I hope the Smoking Man\u0027s in this one Like Harrison Ford, I\u0027m getting frantic Like Sting, I\u0027m tantric Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy Like Kurosawa, I make mad films, \u0027kay, I don\u0027t make films But if I did they\u0027d have a Samurai Gonna get a set of better clubs Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs Just so my irons aren\u0027t always flying off the back-swing Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon \u0027Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing How can I help it if I think you\u0027re funny when you\u0027re mad? Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad I\u0027m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can\u0027t 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\u0027s been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to the sides and said, \u0022I\u0027m sorry\u0022 Five days since I laughed at you and said \u0022You just did just what I thought you were gonna do\u0022 Three days since the living room We realized we\u0027re both to blame but what could we do? Yesterday, you just smiled at me \u0027Cause it\u0027ll still be two days \u0027til we say we\u0027re sorry It\u0027ll still be two days \u0027til we say we\u0027re sorry It\u0027ll still be two days \u0027til we say, \u0022Wasabi\u0022 Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

One Week - Barenaked Ladies (lyrics) 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 '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 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 stinking aching shake I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors 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 'til you say you're sorry Chickity China, the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' 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 Kurosawa, 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 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? 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 the 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 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say, "Wasabi" Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

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One Week - Barenaked Ladies (lyrics) 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 '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 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 stinking aching shake I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors 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 'til you say you're sorry Chickity China, the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' 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 Kurosawa, 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 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? 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 the 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 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say, "Wasabi" Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie