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Well, I've got a girl with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night For the moment, I can hold her tight But she lives on a twentieth floor up town The elevator's broken down So I climbed 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 When she calls me up on the telephone Said c'mon over honey, I'm all alone I said baby, you're mighty sweet But I'm in the bed with a achin' feet This went on for a couple of days But I couldn't stay away So I climbed one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more Up on the twelfth I'm started to drag Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock Letras de cancionesWell, they called to Chicago for repairs 'Till it's a-fixed I'm using the stairs Hope they hurry up before it's too late Love my baby too much to wait All this climbin' is gettin' me down They'll find my corpse draped over a rail So I climbed one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more Up on the twelfth I started to sag Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock From Letras Mania