"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 that he's over six feet ten
Might instill 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
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
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