“Seven days” was all he wrote
A kind of ultimatum note
He gave to me
He gave to me.
When I thought the field had cleared
It seemed another skirt 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 he’d bluff this time
I really have to make him mine
It’s plain to see
It’s her or me.
Monday, I could wait ‘til
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 she’s perfect as a pearl
Might instill fear in other girls
But not in me
The mighty flea (??!!)
Ask if I am mouse or man
The mirror squeaked away I ran
She’ll murder me
In time for her tea.
Does it bother me at all
My rival is so smart and tall
It makes me think
Perhaps I need a drink
I.Q. is no problem here
We won’t be playing scrabble for
His hand I fear
He’s much too dear.
Monday, I could wait ‘til
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 him so
Seven days – so many ways
But I can’t run away
But I can’t run away
Monday, I could wait ‘til
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.
Seven days will quickly go
But the fact remains I love him so
(Music and Lyrics by Sting, Lyric Adjustments by Kerrie Biddell)
