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One Week

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  • 作词 : Robertson, Ed
    作曲 : Robertson, Ed
    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 hood wink
    As I make you stop think
    You'll think you're looking at aqua man
    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 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 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
    Chickity China of 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 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
    Birch mount stadium, home of the Robbie
  • 作词 : Robertson, Ed
    作曲 : Robertson, Ed
    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 hood wink
    As I make you stop think
    You'll think you're looking at aqua man
    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 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 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
    Chickity China of 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 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
    Birch mount stadium, home of the Robbie