"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
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 instill fear
in other me
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
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
But 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