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    "Seven Days" Lyrics

    The Police feat. Sting

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    "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 men
    But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)
    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
    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
    This song was submitted on September 14th, 2013 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Gordon Sumner.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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