It's been one week since you looked at me Cocked your head to one 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 lookin' at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish Although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi 'cause its ever touched a frying pan Hot like Wasabe when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes Because I'm all about value Bert Kaempfort'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, its the finest of the flavors Gotta see the show, 'cause then you'll know The vertigo is gonna grow Cause its so dangerous You'll have to sign a waiver How can I help 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 the 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 its 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 the Chinese chicken 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 gettin' 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 the tiny nubs Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing 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 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 the tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losing my shirt Its been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to the 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 were both to blame, but what could we do? Yesterday you just smiled at me 'Cause we still got 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
It's been one week since you looked at me Cocked your head to one 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 lookin' at Aquaman I summon fish to the dish Although I like the Chalet Swiss I like the sushi 'cause its ever touched a frying pan Hot like Wasabe when I bust rhymes Big like LeAnn Rimes Because I'm all about value Bert Kaempfort'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, its the finest of the flavors Gotta see the show, 'cause then you'll know The vertigo is gonna grow Cause its so dangerous You'll have to sign a waiver How can I help 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 the 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 its 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 the Chinese chicken 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 gettin' 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 the tiny nubs Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing 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 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 the tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losing my shirt Its been one week since you looked at me Dropped your arms to the 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 were both to blame, but what could we do? Yesterday you just smiled at me 'Cause we still got 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
A canção se tornou a mais conhecida da banda nos Estados Unidos, atingindo o topo da parada Billboard Hot 100 e permanecendo nessa primeira posição exatamente durante uma semana.
O vocal principal dos versos rappados é interpretado pelo compositor Ed Robertson, enquanto Steven Page assume o vocal principal nos principais ganchos da música.
O lançamento comercial da faixa ocorreu em 15 de setembro de 1998, após ter sido enviada para as rádios rock dos EUA em 2 de junho do mesmo ano.
A música é reconhecida por conter um número significativo de referências à cultura pop, além de citações de alimentos e lugares.
A Apple utilizou a faixa em sua apresentação MacWorld 1999 para lançar o Mac OS X Server, usando uma parede composta por 50 iMacs.
Na versão internacional, a música entrou para o top 10 na Islândia e no Reino Unido, enquanto no Canadá chegou à terceira posição na parada RPM 100 Hit Tracks.
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