Capo: 2 Tuning:

One Week – Barenaked Ladies Capo 2nd Fret* (Orig. chords- A-D) Chorus:

It's been one we^Gek since you looked at me ^C Co^Gcked your head to the side and said "I'm angry" Five day^Gs since you laughed at me saying ^C ^G "Get that together come back and see me" Three da^Gys since the living room ^C I real^Gized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you Yesterday you'd ^Gforgiven me ^C but it'l^Gl still be two days till I say I'm sorry

Verse Chords (I like to pick-strum kind of country style):

Hold it now and watch th^Ge hoodwink As I make you stop, think ^CYou'll think you're looking at Aquaman I summon^G fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan^C Hot like wasabe when I b^Gust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes ^CBecause I'm all about value Bert Kaempfert's got the^G mad hits You try to match wits, you try to ^Chold me but I bust through ^G

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 i^Dt if I think you're^C funny when you're mad Trying hard not to smile^D though I feel bad ^C ^C/G I'm the kind of guy who ^Dlaughs at a funeral ^C Can't understand what I mean? ^D ^C ^C/GWell, you soon will I have a tendency to wea^Dr my mind on my sleeve ^C I have a history of taki^Dng off my shirt ^C

(Repeat Chorus style chords) 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 til you say you're sorry (Small guitar break here, develop your own thing for it, sometimes I just go right into the next verse which are the same chords as the first one) 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 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 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

Barenaked Ladies - One week