Karaoke One Week by Barenaked Ladies — sing along with lyrics on Singa

One Week Karaoke

Barenaked Ladies

LyricsOne Week

IT'S BEEN

ONE WEEK

SINCE YOU LOOKED

AT ME

COCKED YOUR HEAD

TO THE 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 SWISS

I LIKE THE SUSHI

'CAUSE IT'S NEVER

TOUCHED A FRYING PAN

HOT LIKE WASABI

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 FLAVORS

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

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

WELL YOU SOON WILL

I HAVE A TENDENCY

TO WEAR MY MIND

ON MY SLEEVE

I HAVE A HISTORY

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

8 BAR

INSTRUMENTAL

BREAK

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 KUROSAWA

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 BACKSWING

GOTTA GET IN TUNE

WITH SAILOR MOON

'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

BIRCHMOUNT STADIUM

HOME OF THE ROBBIE

Composer
Ed Robertson
Lyrics
Ed Robertson
Publisher
WARNER/CHAPPELL NORTH AMERICA LIMITED, Warner/Chappell North America Ltd