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Seven Days (Featuring Sting An - Chris Botti (克里斯·波提)
Written by：Sting International
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

Monday I could wait 'till Tuesday
If I make up my mind

Wednesday would be fine

Thursday's on my mind
Friday give me time

Saturday could wait you
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'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 another issue view

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 give me time

Saturday could wait

But Sunday be too late

Seven days will quickly go

The fact remains

I love her so
Seven days so many ways
I can't run
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 give me time

Saturday could wait you
But Sunday be too late

Someday someday is 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