Sete dias em foco

 

"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 seemed 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 really think she'd bluff this time

I really have to make her mine

It's plain to see

It's him or me

(refrain)

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 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

(refrain)

Seven days will quickly go

The fact remains, I love her so

Seven days, so many ways

But I can't run away

(refrain)

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 me that always ends up getting wet