Smooth

Album cover art for "Smooth" by Neil Cicierega

Neil Cicierega - R&B, Pop

Smooth

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[An instrumental of "Oh, Canada" plays over panicked breathing and a rapid heartbeat] [Chorus 1: Steven Page] 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 back 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 'til I say I'm sorry [Verse 1: Ed Robertson] Hold it now and watch the hoodwink As I make you stop, think You'll think you're looking at Aquaman 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 wasabi 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 stinking aching 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 [Pre-Chorus 1: Ed Robertson & Steven Page] 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 [Chorus 2: Steven Page] 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 It's... it's been, it's... been [Verse 2: Ed Robertson] Chickity China, the Chinese chicken You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin' Watching 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 that cartoon has got the boom anime babes That make me think the wrong thing [Pre-Chorus 2: Ed Robertson & Steven Page] 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? You soon will I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve I have a history of losing my shirt [Chorus 3: Steven Page & Ed Robertson] 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 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say we're sorry It'll still be two days 'til we say "Wasabi" Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie [Bridge: Steven Page] It's been It's been... It's been... It's been, It's been, It's been It's been It's been It's, It's, It's been It's been, It's been... [Pre-Chorus 3: Rob Thomas, Steven Page] This life ain't good enough, I- (It's been) my world to lift you up, I- (It's been) my life to better suit your mood 'Cause you're so smooth [Chorus 4: Rob Thomas, Steven Page, Ed Robertson] (It's been) just like the ocean under the moon (It's been) same as the emotion that I get from (Harrison Ford!) You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah Give me your heart, make it real or else forget about it [Outro: Rob Thomas, Ed Robertson, Steven Page] (Chickety China, the Chinese chicken, chickety China, the Chinese chicken...) Oh, let's don't forget about it (Gimme your heart, make it real) Or else forget about it, hey (Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford, Harrison Ford...) Let's don't forget about it, no, oh, no Oh, let's don't forget about it (Chickety China, the Chinese chicken, chickety China, the Chinese chicken...) No, no, no Oh, let's don't forget about it, hey, no, no Oh, let's don't forget about it, hey, hey, hey (It's been, It's been...) Chickety China, the Chinese chicken, chickety China...

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Credits

Writers
  • Calixa Lavallée
  • Michael Jackson
  • Ed Robertson
  • Itaal Shur
  • Rob Thomas