Well I got a gal with a record machine When It come's to rockin' she's the queen We go to dance on Saturday night I'm all alone and I hold her tight But she lives on the twentieth floor in town The elevator's broken down
So I walk two flights Two flights more, Five, six, seven, eight, nine more Up on the twelve I'm starting to sag Fifteen floors I'm ready to drag When I get to the top I'm too tired to rock
Well she called me up on the telephone Come on over baby I'm all alone Said baby you're not as sweet But I'm in bed with the aching foot That went on for a couple of days But I could not stay away
So I walk two flights Two flights more, Five, six, seven, eight, nine more Up on the twelve I'm starting to sag Fifteen floors I'm ready to drag When I get to the top I'm too tired to rock
Yeah we sent to Chicago for repairs 'Til it's tired, I'm using the stairs I love my baby wanna see your face I love my baby too much to wait All this climbings getting me down You'll find my corpse
So I walk two flights Two flights more, Five, six, seven, eight, nine more Up on the twelve I'm starting to sag Fifteen floors I'm ready to drag When I get to the top I'm too tired to rock draped over the rail
