Bare***** Ladies - One Week Lyrics
Words & music by ed robertsonIts been one week since you looked at me*****ed your head to the side and said Im angry.Five days since you laughed at meSaying get that together come back and see me.Three days since the living roomI realized its all my fault, but couldnt tell youYesterday youd forgiven meBut itll still be two days till I say Im sorryHold it now and watch the hoodwinkAs I make you stop, thinkYoull think youre looking at aquamanI summon fish to the dish, although I like the chalet swissI like the sushi cause its never touched a frying panHot like wasabe when I bust rhymesBig like leann rimesBecause Im all about valueBert kaempferts got the mad hitsYou try to match witsYou try to hold me but I bust throughGonna make a break and take a fakeId like a stinkin achin shakeI like vanilla, its the finest of the flavoursGotta see the show, cause then youll knowThe vertigo is gonna growCause its so dangerous, youll have to sign a waiverHow can I help it if I think youre funny when youre madTrying hard not to smile though I feel badIm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeralCant understand what I mean?Well, you soon willI have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeveI have a history of taking off my shirtIts been one week since you looked at meThrew your arms in the air and said youre crazyFive days since you tackled meIve still got the rug burns on both my kneesIts been three days since the afternoonYou realized its not my fault not a moment too soonYesterday youd forgiven meAnd now I sit back and wait till you say youre sorryChickity china the chinese chickenYou have a drumstick and your brain stops tickinWatchin x-files with no lights on, were dans la maisonI hope the smoking mans in this oneLike harrison ford Im getting franticLike sting Im tantricLike snickers, guaranteed to satisfyLike kurasawa I make mad filmsOkay I dont make filmsBut if I did theyd have a samuraiGonna get a set of better clubsGonna find the kind with tiny nubs just so myIrons arent always flying off the back-swingGotta get in tune with sailor moonCause that cartoon has got the boom anime babesThat make me think the wrong thingHow can I help it if I think youre funny when youre madTrying hard not to smile though I feel badIm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeralCant understand what I mean? you soon willI have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeveI have a history of losing my shirtIts been one week since you looked at meDropped your arms to your sides and said Im sorryFive days since I laughed at youAnd said you just did just what I thought you were gonna doThree days since the living roomWe realized were both to blame, but what could we do?Yesterday you just smiled at meCause itll still be two days till we say were sorryItll still be two days till we say were sorryItll still be two days till we say were sorryBirchmount stadium, home of the robbie
