[Verse]
I've got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin, baby, she's the queen
We love to dance on Saturday night
I dunno when I can hold her tight
But she live on the twentieth floor in town
The elevator's broken down

[Chorus]
So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to drag
Fifteenth floor, I'm ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

[Verse]
Well she called me up on the telephone
She says, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I said "Baby, you're mighty sweet
But I'm in bed with the achin' feet"
This went on for a couple of days
I just couldn't stay away

[Chorus]

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse]
Well we sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it's a-fixed I'm using the stairs
I hope to hold you, before it's too late
I want baby, too much to wait
All this climbing is gettin' me down
They'll find my body draped over a rail

[Chorus]
So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to drag
Fifteenth floor, I'm ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired...
Get to the top, I'm too tired...
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

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