Seven Days Lyrics - Live In Boston - Chris Botti

"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 seemed 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 

(refrain) 

Monday, I could wait 'til 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 

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But not in me 

The mighty flea 

Ask if I'm a 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 

(refrain) 

Seven days will quickly go 

The fact remains, I love her so 

Seven days, so many ways 

But I can't run away 

(refrain) 

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 

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