Seven Days
Sting"Seven Days" is a song by Sting, released in 1993 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:28 long and contains 60 lines and 309 words.
Lyrics
0:14Seven days' was all she wrote
0:17A kind of ultimatum note' she gave to me
0:23She gave to me
0:27When I thought the field had cleared
0:29It seems another suit appeared to challenge me
0:36Woe 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
0:55I really have to make her mine
0:59It's plain to see' it's him or me
1:06Monday' I could wait till Tuesday
1:10If I make up my mind
1:13Wedn'sday would be fine
1:17Thursday's on my mind
1:20Friday'd give me time
1:23Saturday could wait
1:26But Sunday'd be too late
1:35The fact he's over six feet ten
1:38Might instil fear in other men
1:41But not in me
1:44The 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
2:07It makes me think
2:11Perhaps I need a drink
2:14I Q is no problem here
2:17We won't be playing Scrabble for
2:20Her hand' I fear
2:23I need that beer
2:27Monday' I could wait till Tuesday
2:31If I make up my mind
2:35Wedn'sday would be fine
2:38Thursday's on my mind
2:41Friday'd give me time
2:44Saturday 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
3:14So 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
3:40Wedn'sday would be fine
3:43Thursday's on my mind
3:47Friday'd give me time
3:50Saturday could wait
3:53But Sunday'd be too late
4:06Do I have to tell a story
4:11Of a thousand rainy days
4:13Since we first met
4:21It's a big enough umbrella
4:24But it's always me that ends up
4:28Getting wet Yeah' Yeah
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 Wedn'sday 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 instil 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 I Q 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 Wedn'sday 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 Wedn'sday 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 Yeah' Yeah
Translation
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