One Week

[Verse 1]

A Dadd9
It's been one week since you looked at me
A Dadd9
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
A Dadd9
Five days since you laughed at me saying
A Dadd9
"Get that together come back and see me"
A Dadd9
Three days since the living room
A Dadd9
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
A Dadd9
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
A Dadd9
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

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


[Chorus]

F#m7 Esus4
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
A/C# Dadd9
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
F#m7 Esus4
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
A/C#
Can't understand what I mean?
Dadd9
Well, you soon will
F#m7 Esus4
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
A/C# Dadd9
I have a history of taking off my shirt


[Verse 2]

A Dadd9
It's been one week since you looked at me
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Threw your arms in the air
Dadd9
and said "You're crazy"
A Dadd9
Five days since you tackled me
A Dadd9
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
A Dadd9
It's been three days since the afternoon
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You realized it's not my fault
Dadd9
not a moment too soon
A Dadd9
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
A Dadd9
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'

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


[Chorus]

F#m7 Esus4
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
A/C# Dadd9
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
F#m7 Esus4
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
A/C#
Can't understand what I mean?
Dadd9
Well, you soon will
F#m7 Esus4
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
A/C# Dadd9
I have a history of losing my shirt


[Verse 3]

A Dadd9
It's been one week since you looked at me
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Dropped your arms to your sides
Dadd9
and said "I'm sorry"
A Dadd9
Five days since I laughed at you and said
A Dadd9
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
A Dadd9
Three days since the living room
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We realized we're both to blame,
Dadd9
but what could we do?
A Dadd9
Yesterday you just smiled at me
A Dadd9
Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry

[Outro]
A Esus4
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
A Esus4
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
A Esus4
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

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