Seven Days
Sting"Seven Days" is a song by Sting, released in 2002 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:24 long and contains 52 lines and 316 words.
Lyrics
0:14Seven days was all she wrote
0:17A kind of ultimatum note
0:19She gave to me she gave to me
0:27When I thought the field had cleared
0:29It seems another suit appeared
0:33To challenge me woe is me
0:40Though I hate to make a choice
0:42My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
0:49Well we'll see
0:53I don't think she'd bluff this time
0:56I really have to make her mine
0:59It's plain to see
1:02It's him or me
1:06Monday I could wait till Tuesday
1:10If I make up my mind
1:14Wednesday would be fine Thursday's on my mind
1:20Friday'd give me time Saturday could wait
1:26But Sunday'd be too late
1:35The fact he's over six feet ten
1:38Might instill fear in other men
1:41But not in me the mighty flea
1:48Ask if I am mouse or man
1:51The mirror squeaked away I ran
1:54He'll murder me in time for his tea
2:01Does it bother me at all
2:04My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think
2:11Perhaps I need a drink
2:14IQ is no problem here
2:17We won't be playing Scrabble for her hand I fear
2:23I need that beer
2:27Monday I could wait till Tuesday
2:31If I make up my mind
2:35Wednesday would be fine Thursday's on my mind
2:42Friday'd give me time Saturday could wait
2:48But Sunday'd be too late
2:58Seven days will quickly go
3:04The fact remains I love her so
3:11Seven days so many ways
3:17But I can't run away
3:24I can't run away
3:32Monday I could wait till Tuesday
3:37If I make up my mind
3:40Wednesday would be fine Thursday's on my mind
3:47Friday'd give me time Saturday could wait
3:53But Sunday'd be too late
3:58Yeah yeah
4:00Sunday'd be too late
4:05Sunday'd be too late
4:08Do I have to tell a story
4:11Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
4:21It's a big enough umbrella
4:24But it's always me that ends up getting wet
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 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 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 Yeah yeah Sunday'd be too late 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
Translation
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