One Week Chords

Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Riff 1

It's beenG one week since you looked at Cadd9me

G7/B Riff 1

Cocked your head to the side, and said "I'm angry"

G Five days since you laughed at meCadd9 saying

G7/B Riff 1

"Get that together come back and see me"

G Three days since the liCadd9ving room

G7/B Riff 1

I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you

GYesterday you'd forgiCadd9ven me

G7/B Riff 1

But it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry

G (2 fr.) or

GHold it now and Cadd9watch the hoodwink, as I make you Gstop, think

You'Cadd9ll think you're looking at Aquaman

And continue on and on like this until the ¨How can I help it...¨ part.

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

G (2 fr.) or

G How can I help it D/F♯if I think you're funny when you're mad

D/B Tryin' hard Cadd9not to smile though I feel bad

G I'm the kind of D/F♯guy who laughs at a funeral

D/B Can't understand Cadd9what I mean? Well, you soon will

G I have a tendenD/F♯cy to wear my mind on my sleeve

D/B I have a histoCadd9ry of taking 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

During the instrumental break, both rhythm guitars just play G Cadd9.

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

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? You soon will

I have a tendency to wear my mind of 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" (hey)

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

Same thing as during rap verses.

It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry

It'll still be two days till we say wasabi

Birchmount stadium: Home of the Robbie

End on G.

That´s it. Enjoy.