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"Seven days" was all she wroteA kind of ultimatum noteShe gave to me, she gave to meWhen I thought the field had clearedIt seems another suit appearedTo challenge me, woe is meThough I hate to make a choiceMy options are decreasing mostly rapidlyWell we'll seeI don't think she'd bluff this timeI really have to make her mineIt's plain to seeIt's him or meMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mindFriday'd give me time, Saturday could waitBut Sunday'd be too lateThe fact he's over six feet tenMight instill fear in other menBut not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)Ask if I am mouse or manThe mirror squeaked, away I ranHe'll murder me in time for his teaDoes it bother me at allMy rival is Neanderthal it makes me thinkSongtextePerhaps I need a drinkIQ is no problem hereWe won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fearI need that beerMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mindFriday'd give me time, Saturday could waitBut Sunday'd be too lateSeven days will quickly goThe fact remains, I love her soSeven days, so many waysBut I can't run awayMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mindFriday'd give me time, Saturday could waitBut Sunday'd be too lateDo I have to tell a storyOf a thousand rainy days since we first metIt's a big enough umbrellaBut it's always me that ends up getting wet Aus Songtexte Mania