"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 that he's 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