Текст песни Sting and Police - Seven Days
Sting and Police - Seven Days слова песни
`Seven days, was all she wroteA kind of ultimatum note, she gave to meShe gave to meWhen I thought the field had clearedIt seems another suit appeared to challenge me Woe is meThough I hate to make a choiceMy options are decreasing mostly rapidlyWell, we`ll seeI don`t think she`d bluff this timeI really have to make her mineIt`s plain to see, it`s him or meMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWedn`sday would be fine Thursday`s on my mindFriday`d give me time Saturday could waitBut Sunday`d be too lateThe fact he`s over six feet tenMight instil fear in other menBut not in meThe mighty fleaAsk if I am mouse or manThe mirror squeaked, away I ranHe`ll murder me in time for his teaDoes it bother me at all?My rival is NeanderthalIt makes me thinkPerhaps I need a drinkI.Q. is no problem hereWe won`t be playing Scrabble for Her hand, I fearI need that beerMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWedn`sday would be fine Thursday`s on my mindFriday`d give me time Saturday could waitBut Sunday`d be too lateSeven days will quickly goThe fact remains, I love her soSeven days So many waysBut I can`t run awayI can`t run awayMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWedn`sday would be fineThursday`s on my mindFriday`d give me timeSaturday could waitBut Sunday`d be too lateDo I have to tell a storyOf a thousand rainy days Since we first met?It`s a big enough umbrellaBut it`s always me that ends up Getting wet. Yeah, Yeah.