Bbmaj7
"Seven days" was all she wrote
   Db         Ab
A kind of ultimatum note
     F               Eb         Eb
She gave to me, she gave to me


Bbmaj7
When I thought the field had cleared
    Db            Ab
It seems another suit appeared
     F            D
To challenge me, woe is me


 Bbmaj7
Though I hate to make a choice
    Db            Ab              F
My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
 Eb             Eb
Well we'll see


Bbmaj7
I don't think she'd bluff this time
   Db             Ab
I really have to make her mine
      F
It's plain to see
      D        D7
It's him or me


 Eb      Eb                  F
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   D7            Gm
If I make up my mind
 Eb                  F     D7               Gm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
E              Gm    E      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Ebm              Bbmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Bbmaj7
The fact he's over six feet ten
      Db               Ab
Might instill fear in other men
     F              Eb                  Eb    
But not in me, The Mighty Flea - flee? -


Bbmaj7
Ask if I am mouse or man
     Db               Ab
The mirror squeaked, away I ran
       F            D
He'll murder me in time for his tea


Bbmaj7
Does it bother me at all
    Db        Ab            F
My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
   Eb                   Eb    
Perhaps I need a drink


Bbmaj7
IQ is no problem here
   Db                 Ab              F
We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
   D             D7
I need that beer


 Eb      Eb                  F
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   D7            Gm
If I make up my mind
 Eb                  F     D7               Gm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
E              Gm    E      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Ebm              Bbmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Ab               Bbmaj7
Seven days will quickly go
Ab                   Bbmaj7
The fact remains, I love her so
Ab         Eb
Seven days, so many ways
Ab              Bbmaj7
But I can't run away


 Eb      Eb                  F
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   D7            Gm
If I make up my mind
 Eb                  F     D7               Gm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
E              Gm    E      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Ebm              Bbmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


      Bbmaj7
Do I have to tell a story
      Ab                                Bbmaj7  Ab
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
       Bbmaj7
It's a big enough umbrella
         Ab                             Bbmaj7  Ab  Bb
But it's always me that ends up getting wet