Dick Brave & The Backbeats

Dick Brave & The Backbeats - Twenty Flight Rock lyrics

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Oh I get a girl with a record machine 

When it comes to rockin she's the queen 

We go to dance on saturday night 

I'm all alone and I hold her tight 

But she live on the twentieth floor in town 

The elevator's broken down 

So 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 

Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock 

Well she called me up on the telephone 

Said "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 

But I could not stay away 

So 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 

Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock 

Yeah, we sent to Chicago for repairs 

Till it's a-fixed I'm using the stairs 

I love you, baby, wanna see your face 

I love you baby, too much to wait 

All this climbing is gettin me down 

They'll find my cold feet over the rail 

So 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 

Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
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