Chords for Barenaked Ladies - One Week (Official Music Video)

_ _ _ _ _ [A] It's been one week since you looked at me
I'm not getting to the side to say I'm angry
Five days since you [D] laughed at [A] me
Saying get back together, [A] come back and see me
Three days since the living room
I realize it's all my fault but couldn't tell you
Yesterday, you'd forgiven me
But it'll still be today till I say I'm sorry
Ho!
Then I won't watch the hood wink
As I make you stop think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish
Although I like the shallot, I like the sushi
Cuz there's never such a frying pan
Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes
Be gluttony and rhyme because I'm all about value
Bird campers got the mad hits
You try to march wit, you try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a bake out
Like a stinking aching check out like vanilla
It's the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show cuz then you'll know the bird to go is gonna go
Cuz it's so dangerous [F#m] you'll have to sign a waiver
How [E] can I help it if I think you're funny when you're [C#m] mad?
[F#m] Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the [E] kind of guy who laughs at a [C#m] funeral
Can't [D] understand what I mean, well [F#m] you soon will
I [E] have a tendency to wear my mind on my [C#m] sleeve
[D] I have a history of taking off my [A] 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 still got the red brims on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realize this is my fault but I won't wait till soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I'll sit back and [G] wait till you [A] say you're sorry
_ Chickadee _ _ _ _
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_ [A] _ China, the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops sticking
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
With all our maids on
I hope the smoky meds in this one like Harrison Ford
I'm getting crantic, like Stingham-Pentrick
Like Snake who's guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurosawa, I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did, they'd have a samurai
Gonna get us set up in their clubs
Gonna wind the kind with tiny nails
Just so my arms aren't always flying off the back swing
Gonna get into my Sailor Moon
Cause the cartoonist got the boom anime base
To make me think the [F#m] wrong thing
How can [E] I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?
[D] Trying hard not to smile, though I feel [A] bad
[E] I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't [F#m] understand what I mean, you soon will
I have [E] a tendency to wear my mind on my [C#m] sleeve
I [D] have a history of losing [A] 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 [D] I laughed at [A] you
And say you just did just [G] what I thought [A] you were gonna do
Three days since I live in a room
Where real life's about to blame but about to grieve you
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
_ [F#m] Coachman [A] _ Stadium, home of the rally _ _ _ _ _ _
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