Good week I've got

Gonna see him once again

Been working out, reading up

Be all smart and slim

Who'd knew I'd be this anxious

Who'd have guessed this horrid fate?

All I know is I

Have to be perfect by Thursday

Perfect by Thursday



I rarely get to see him

And his name is all I know

He smiles like a king

And that's all he'd dare to show

I'm faithfully attending

My motive almost pure

Reckless in my thinking

But it's his that I'm not sure



Perfect by Thursday

I'm planning the evening

I know what I'm wearing

And what I'll be singing

Perfect by Thursday



One day left

And it's not looking very good

I haven't seen much progress

To perfection like I should

But now I cannot quit

Because today could be the day

That all the effort

All the work decides to finally pay.



And then you will fall in love

I smile when you walk by

I laugh even louder

You don't even bother



I hold every memory

As sweet as a lemon

As loose as a fire



So now he's on the TV screen

He's catching for some man

Moved away and left me here

I don't understand

But I'm convinced that he'll be back

When I do least expect

Despite my opposition

I fear that I am correct



Perfect by Thursday

I'm sprinting to make it

If I have to fake it

You know I can take it