Seven Days

Seven days was all she wrote A kind of ultimatum note she gave to me She gave to me When I thought the field had cleared It seems another suit appeared to challenge me Woe is me Though I hate to make a choice My options are decreasing mostly rapidly Well, we`ll see I don`t think she`d bluff this time I really have to make her mine It`s plain to see, it`s him or me Monday, I could wait till Tuesday If I make up my mind Wedn`sday would be fine Thursday`s on my mind Friday`d give me time Saturday could wait But Sunday`d be too late The fact he`s over six feet ten Might instil fear in other men But not in me The mighty flea Ask if I am mouse or man The mirror squeaked, away I ran He`ll murder me in time for his tea Does it bother me at all My rival is Neanderthal It makes me think Perhaps I need a drink I.Q. is no problem here We won`t be playing Scrabble for Her hand, I fear I need that beer Monday I could wait till Tuesday If I make up my mind Wedn`sday would be fine Thursday`s on my mind Friday`d give me time Saturday could wait But Sunday`d be too late Seven days will quickly go The fact remains I love her so Seven days So many ways But I can`t run away I can`t run away Monday, I could wait till Tuesday If I make up my mind Wedn`sday would be fine Thursday`s on my mind Friday`d give me time Saturday could wait But Sunday`d be too late Do I have to tell a story Of a thousand rainy days Since we first met It`s a big enough umbrella But it`s always me that ends up Getting wet Yeah Yeah