20 Flight Rock

Well I got a girl with a record machine,

When it comes to rocking she's a queen.

I took her to a dance on a saturday night,

All alone where I can hold her tight.

She lives on the twentieth floor uptown.

The elevator's broken down.

And I walk one, two flight, three flight four,

Five six seven flight, eight flight more.

Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag,

Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag.

I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock.

You know she called me up on the telephone,

Said come on ever baby 'cause I'm all alone.

I said baby you're mighty sweet,

But I'm in bed with aching feet.

This went on for a couple of days,

But I couldn't stay away.

And I walk one, two flight, three flight four,

Five six seven flight, eight flight more.

Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag,

Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag.

I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock.

Well I sent to Chicago for repairs,

Till it's fixed I'm using the stairs.

I hope they hurry, before it's too late,

I want my baby too much to wait.

All this climbing is getting me down,

They'll find me hanging over the rail.

And I walk one, two flight, three flight four,

Five six seven flight, eight flight more.

Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag,

Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag.

I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock.

And I walk one, two flight, three flight four,

Five six seven flight, eight flight more.

Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag,

Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag,

I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock.