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  • Текст песни Sting - Seven Days

    Исполнитель: Sting
    Название песни: Seven Days
    Дата добавления: 13.01.2016 | 05:22:19
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    "Seven Days"

    "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 that he's six feet ten
    Might instill fear in other men
    But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)
    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

    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
    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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    ___________________________________________

    "Seven Days"

    "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 that he's six feet ten
    Might instill fear in other men
    But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)
    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

    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
    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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