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One Week
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Barenaked Ladies
Barenaked Ladies
Performer
The Persuasions
The Persuasions
Performer
Jim Creeggan
Jim Creeggan
Background Vocals
Kevin Hearn
Kevin Hearn
Piano
Ed Robertson
Ed Robertson
Vocals
Tyler Stewart
Tyler Stewart
Drums
Jayotis Washington
Jayotis Washington
Baritone
Jimmy Hayes
Jimmy Hayes
Bass
Samuel White
Samuel White
Baritone
Dave Revels
Dave Revels
Vocals
Clifford Dawson
Clifford Dawson
Tenor
Raymond Sanders
Raymond Sanders
Tenor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ed Robertson
Ed Robertson
Composer
Dave Revels
Dave Revels
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lenny DeRose
Lenny DeRose
Mixing Engineer
Gavin Brown
Gavin Brown
Producer

Lyrics

It's Been One Week Since You Looked At Me Cocked Your Head To One 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 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 Suisse And I Like The Sushi 'Cause It's Never Touched A Frying Pan Hot Like Wasabe When I Bust Rhymes Big Like Leanne 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 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 Takin 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 Till 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 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 Mo On 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 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 Burchmount Stadium Home Of The Robbie
Writer(s): Ed Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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