Gbmaj7
"Seven days" was all she wrote
   A         E
A kind of ultimatum note
     Db               B         B
She gave to me, she gave to me


Gbmaj7
When I thought the field had cleared
    A            E
It seems another suit appeared
     Db            Bb
To challenge me, woe is me


 Gbmaj7
Though I hate to make a choice
    A            E              Db
My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
 B             B
Well we'll see


Gbmaj7
I don't think she'd bluff this time
   A             E
I really have to make her mine
      Db
It's plain to see
      Bb        Bb7
It's him or me


 B      B                  Db
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Bb7            Ebm
If I make up my mind
 B                  Db     Bb7               Ebm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
C              Ebm    C      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Bm              Gbmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


Gbmaj7
The fact he's over six feet ten
      A               E
Might instill fear in other men
     Db              B                  B    
But not in me, The Mighty Flea - flee? -


Gbmaj7
Ask if I am mouse or man
     A               E
The mirror squeaked, away I ran
       Db            Bb
He'll murder me in time for his tea


Gbmaj7
Does it bother me at all
    A        E            Db
My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
   B                   B    
Perhaps I need a drink


Gbmaj7
IQ is no problem here
   A                 E              Db
We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
   Bb             Bb7
I need that beer


 B      B                  Db
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Bb7            Ebm
If I make up my mind
 B                  Db     Bb7               Ebm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
C              Ebm    C      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Bm              Gbmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


E               Gbmaj7
Seven days will quickly go
E                   Gbmaj7
The fact remains, I love her so
E         B
Seven days, so many ways
E              Gbmaj7
But I can't run away


 B      B                  Db
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
   Bb7            Ebm
If I make up my mind
 B                  Db     Bb7               Ebm
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
C              Ebm    C      
Friday give me time, Saturday could wait
     Bm              Gbmaj7
But Sunday'd be too late


      Gbmaj7
Do I have to tell a story
      E                                Gbmaj7  E
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
       Gbmaj7
It's a big enough umbrella
         E                             Gbmaj7  E  Gb
But it's always me that ends up getting wet