Capo 2nd Fret* (Orig. chords- A5 - D5 ) Chorus: G5 C5 It's been one week since you looked at me G5 Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry" G5 C5 G5 Five days since you laughed at me saying "Get that together come back and see me" G5 C5 Three days since the living room G5 I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you G5 C5 Yesterday you'd forgiven me G5 but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry Verse Chords (I like to pick-strum kind of country style): G5 Hold it now and watch the hoodwink As I make you stop, think C5 You'll think you're looking at Aquaman G5 I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi C5 'cause it's never touched a frying pan G5 Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes C5 Because I'm all about value G5 Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits C5 G5 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 D5 C5 How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad D5 C5 C5 Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad D5 C5 I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral D5 C5 Can't understand what I mean? C5 Well, you soon will D5 C5 I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve D5 C5 I have a history of taking off my shirt (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