One Week – Barenaked Ladies
Capo 2nd Fret* (Orig. chords- A-D)
Chorus:
G C
It's been one week since you looked at me
G
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
G C G
Five days since you laughed at me saying
"Get that together come back and see me"
G C
Three days since the living room
G
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
G C
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
G
but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry
Verse Chords (I like to pick-strum kind of country style):
G
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
C
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
G
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
C
'cause it's never touched a frying pan
G
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
C
Because I'm all about value
G
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
C G
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through
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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
D C
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
D C C/G
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
D C
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
D C
Can't understand what I mean?
C/G
Well, you soon will
D C
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
D C
I have a history of taking off my shirt
(Repeat Chorus style chords)
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
(Small guitar break here, develop your own thing for it, sometimes I just go right
into the next verse which are the same chords as the first one)
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 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 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 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?
Well, 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
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
