Cmaj7
"Seven days" was all she wrote
   Eb         Bb
A kind of ultimatum note
     G               F         F
She gave to me, she gave to me


Cmaj7
When I thought the field had cleared
    Eb            Bb
It seems another suit appeared
     G            E
To challenge me, woe is me


 Cmaj7
Though I hate to make a choice
    Eb            Bb              G
My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
 F             F
Well we'll see


Cmaj7
I don't think she'd bluff this time
   Eb             Bb
I really have to make her mine
      G
It's plain to see
      E        E7
It's him or me


 F      F                  G
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   E7            Am
If I make up my mind
 F                  G     E7               Am
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Gb              Am    Gb      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Fm              Cmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Cmaj7
The fact he's over six feet ten
      Eb               Bb
Might instill fear in other men
     G              F                  F    
But not in me, The Mighty Flea ( flee? )


Cmaj7
Ask if I am mouse or man
     Eb               Bb
The mirror squeaked, away I ran
       G            E
He'll murder me in time for his tea


Cmaj7
Does it bother me at all
    Eb        Bb            G
My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
   F                   F    
Perhaps I need a drink


Cmaj7
IQ is no problem here
   Eb                 Bb              G
We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
   E             E7
I need that beer


 F      F                  G
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   E7            Am
If I make up my mind
 F                  G     E7               Am
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Gb              Am    Gb      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Fm              Cmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Bb               Cmaj7
Seven days will quickly go
Bb                   Cmaj7
The fact remains, I love her so
Bb         F
Seven days, so many ways
Bb              Cmaj7
But I can't run away


 F      F                  G
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   E7            Am
If I make up my mind
 F                  G     E7               Am
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Gb              Am    Gb      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Fm              Cmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


      Cmaj7
Do I have to tell a story
      Bb                                Cmaj7  Bb
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
       Cmaj7
It's a big enough umbrella
         Bb                             Cmaj7  Bb  C
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