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"Seven days" was all she wrote
A kind of ultimatum note, she gave to me, she gave to me

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
Wednesday 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 in still fear in other men
But not in me
The mighty flea

Ask if I am mouse or man
The mirror squеaked, away I ran
He'll murder mе
In time for his tea
Does it bother me at all, my rival is Neanderthal
It makes me think
Perhaps I need a drink

IQ 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
Wednesday 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
Wednesday would be fine
Thursday's on my mind
Friday'd give me time
Saturday could wait
But Sunday'd be too late (Sunday'd be too late)
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