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by Ned Fairchild & Eddie Cochran

Well I got a girl with a record machine,
When it comes to rocking she´s a queen.
I took her to a dance on a Saturday night,

All alone where I can hold her tight.
She lives on the twentieth floor uptown.
The elevator´s broken down.
And 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 and I´m too tired to rock.

You know she called me up on the telephone,
Said come on ever baby ´cause I´m all alone.
I said baby you´re mighty sweet,
But I´m in bed with aching feet.
This went on for a couple of days,
But I couldn´t stay away.

And 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 and I´m too tired to rock.

Well I sent to Chicago for repairs,
Till it´s fixed I´m using the stairs.
I hope they hurry, before it´s too late,
I want my baby too much to wait.
All this climbing is getting me down,
They´ll find me hanging over the rail.

And 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 and I´m too tired to rock.

And 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,