Twenty Flight Rock

Twenty Flight Rock - Vince Taylor

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 started to sag

Fifteenth floor I began to drag

Get 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 started to sag

Fifteenth floor I begin to drag

Get to the top I'm too tired to rock

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 in a twentiest 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 started to sag

Fifteenth floor I begin to drag

Get to the top I'm too tired to rock

Get to the top I'm too tired to rock

Get to the top I'm too tired to rock

Get to the top I'm too tired to rock