Bmaj7
"Seven days" was all she wrote
   D         A
A kind of ultimatum note
     Gb               E         E
She gave to me, she gave to me


Bmaj7
When I thought the field had cleared
    D            A
It seems another suit appeared
     Gb            Eb
To challenge me, woe is me


 Bmaj7
Though I hate to make a choice
    D            A              Gb
My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
 E             E
Well we'll see


Bmaj7
I don't think she'd bluff this time
   D             A
I really have to make her mine
      Gb
It's plain to see
      Eb        Eb7
It's him or me


 E      E                  Gb
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Eb7            Abm
If I make up my mind
 E                  Gb     Eb7               Abm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
F              Abm    F      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Em              Bmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Bmaj7
The fact he's over six feet ten
      D               A
Might instill fear in other men
     Gb              E                  E    
But not in me, The Mighty Flea - flee? -


Bmaj7
Ask if I am mouse or man
     D               A
The mirror squeaked, away I ran
       Gb            Eb
He'll murder me in time for his tea


Bmaj7
Does it bother me at all
    D        A            Gb
My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
   E                   E    
Perhaps I need a drink


Bmaj7
IQ is no problem here
   D                 A              Gb
We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
   Eb             Eb7
I need that beer


 E      E                  Gb
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Eb7            Abm
If I make up my mind
 E                  Gb     Eb7               Abm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
F              Abm    F      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Em              Bmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


A               Bmaj7
Seven days will quickly go
A                   Bmaj7
The fact remains, I love her so
A         E
Seven days, so many ways
A              Bmaj7
But I can't run away


 E      E                  Gb
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Eb7            Abm
If I make up my mind
 E                  Gb     Eb7               Abm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
F              Abm    F      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Em              Bmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


      Bmaj7
Do I have to tell a story
      A                                Bmaj7  A
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
       Bmaj7
It's a big enough umbrella
         A                             Bmaj7  A  B
But it's always me that ends up getting wet