Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seven Days, artist - Sting. Album song 25 Years, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Record label: An A&M Records Release;
Song language: English
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 cleard |
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 |