Barenaked Ladies
One Week
1998
Submitted by: paramore_fans@yahoo.com
Key: A
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used:
A - x02220
D - x02220
E - 022100
C#m - x46654
Chorus 1:
A
It's been one week
D
since you looked at me
A
Cocked your head to the
D
side and said "I'm angry"
A
Five days since you
D
laughed at me saying
A
"Get that together
D
come back and see me"
A
Three days since
D
the living room
A
I realized it's all my
D
fault but couldn't tell you
A D
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
A
But it'll still be two
D
days till I say I'm sorry
Verse 1:
A(all the way)
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 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
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 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
Refrain:
D E
How can I help it if I think
you're funny when you're mad
C#m
Tryin' hard not to
D
smile though I feel bad
D
I'm the kind of guy
E
who laughs at a funeral
C#m
Can't understand what I
D
mean? Well you soon will
D E
I have a tendency to wear
my mind on my sleeve
C#m
I have a history of
D
taking off my shirt
Chorus 2:
A
It's been one week since
D
you looked at me
A
Threw your arms in the air
D
and said "You're crazy"
A D
Five days since you tackled me
A
I've still got the rug
D
burns on both my knees
A
It's been three days
D
since the afternoon
A
You realized it's not my
D
fault not a moment too soon
A D
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
A
And now I sit back and
D
wait till you say you're sorry
Interlude: A-- x8
Verse 2:
A(all the way)
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drum stick and
your brain stops tickin
Watchin' X-Files with no lights
on we're dans la maison
(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
Gonna get in tune with Sailor
Moon cause the cartoon has got
The boom anime babes that make
me think the wrong thing
(Repeat Refrain)
Chorus 3:
A
It's been one week since
D
you looked at me
A
Dropped your arms to your sides
D
and said "I'm sorry" (hey)
A
Five days since I
D
laughed at you and said
A
"You just did just what I
D
thought you were gonna do"
A D
Three days since the living room
A
We realized we're both to
D
blame but what could we do?
A D
Yesterday you just smiled at me
A
Cause it'll still be two
D
days till we say we're sorry
Outro:
A(all the way)
It'll still be two days
till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days
till we say wasabi
Birchmount stadium
A(hold)
Home of the Robbie
