queen
in only seven days
Words and music by John Deacon Monday the start of my holiday Freedom for just one week Feels good to get away ooh Tuesday I saw her down on the beach I stood and watched a while And she looked and smiled at me Wednesday I didn't see her I hoped that she'd be back tomorrow And then on Thursday My luck had changed She stood there all alone I went and asked her name I never thought that this could happen to me In only seven days It would take a hundred or more For memories to fade I wish Friday would last for ever I held her close to me I couldn't bear to leave her there Saturday just twenty four hours Oh no I'm going back home on Sunday