Seven Days

"Seven days" was all she wrote
 A kind of ultimatum note
 She gave to me, she gave to me
 When I thought the field had cleared
 It seems another suit appeared
 To challenge me, woe is me
 Though I hate to make a choice
 My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
 Well we'll see
 I don't think she'd bluff this time
 I really have to make her mine
 It's plain to see
 It's him or me
 Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
 If I make up my mind
 Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
 Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait
 But Sunday'd be too late
 The fact he's over six feet ten
 Might instill fear in other men
 But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)
 Ask if I am mouse or man
 The mirror squeaked, away I ran
 He'll murder me in time for his tea
 Does it bother me at all
 My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
 Perhaps I need a drink
 IQ is no problem here
 We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear
 I need that beer
 Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
 If I make up my mind
 Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
 Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait
 But Sunday'd be too late
 Seven days will quickly go
 The fact remains, I love her so
 Seven days, so many ways
 But I can't run away
 Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
 If I make up my mind
 Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
 Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait
 But Sunday'd be too late
 Do I have to tell a story
 Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
 It's a big enough umbrella
 But it's always me that ends up getting wet