Amaj7
"Seven days" was all she wrote
   C         G
A kind of ultimatum note
     E               D         D
She gave to me, she gave to me


Amaj7
When I thought the field had cleared
    C            G
It seems another suit appeared
     E            Db
To challenge me, woe is me


 Amaj7
Though I hate to make a choice
    C            G              E
My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
 D             D
Well we'll see


Amaj7
I don't think she'd bluff this time
   C             G
I really have to make her mine
      E
It's plain to see
      Db        Db7
It's him or me


 D      D                  E
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Db7            Gbm
If I make up my mind
 D                  E     Db7               Gbm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Eb              Gbm    Eb      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Dm              Amaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Amaj7
The fact he's over six feet ten
      C               G
Might instill fear in other men
     E              D                  D    
But not in me, The Mighty Flea - flee? -


Amaj7
Ask if I am mouse or man
     C               G
The mirror squeaked, away I ran
       E            Db
He'll murder me in time for his tea


Amaj7
Does it bother me at all
    C        G            E
My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
   D                   D    
Perhaps I need a drink


Amaj7
IQ is no problem here
   C                 G              E
We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
   Db             Db7
I need that beer


 D      D                  E
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Db7            Gbm
If I make up my mind
 D                  E     Db7               Gbm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Eb              Gbm    Eb      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Dm              Amaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


G               Amaj7
Seven days will quickly go
G                   Amaj7
The fact remains, I love her so
G         D
Seven days, so many ways
G              Amaj7
But I can't run away


 D      D                  E
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Db7            Gbm
If I make up my mind
 D                  E     Db7               Gbm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Eb              Gbm    Eb      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Dm              Amaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


      Amaj7
Do I have to tell a story
      G                                Amaj7  G
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
       Amaj7
It's a big enough umbrella
         G                             Amaj7  G  A
But it's always me that ends up getting wet