Oh well 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

I get to the top, then 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 "Girl, 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

I get to the top, then I'm too tired to rock

Yeah, lets rock it

Alright

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

I get to the top, then I'm too tired to rock

Yeah, fingo

Oh yeah