Twenty Flight Rock

Twenty Flight Rock - Cliff Richard

Oh well I've got a girl with a record machine

When it comes to rocking she's the queen

We love to dance on a saturday night

All alone I can hold her tight

But she lives on a twentieth floor up town

The elevator's broken down

So I walked one two flight three flight four

Five six seven flight eight flight more

Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag

Fifteenth floor I started to sag

Reach to the top I'm too tired to rock

When she calles me up on the telephone

Said come on over honey I'm all alone

I said baby you're mighty sweet

But I'm in the bed with a aching feet

This went on for a couple of days

But I couldn't stay away

So I walked one two flight three flight four

Five six seven flight eight flight more

Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag

Fifteenth floor I started to sag

Reach to the top I'm too tired to rock

Well they sent to chicago for repairs

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

Hope they hurry up before it's too late

Want my baby too much to wait

All this climbing is getting me down

They'll find my corpse draped over a rail

But I climbed one two flight three flight four

Five six seven flight eight flight more

Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag

Fifteenth floor I started to sag

Reach to the top I'm too tired to rock