| Oh, I’ve got a girl with a record machine
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| When it comes to rockin' she’s a queen
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| Love to dance on a Saturday night
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| All alone, I can hold her tight
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| But she lives on a twentieth floor up town
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| The elevator’s broken down
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| So I climbed one, two flight, three flight, four
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| Five, six, seven flight, about eight flight more
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| On the twelfth I started to drag
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| By the fifteenth floor I’m ready to sag
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| Get to the top, But I’m too tired to rock
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| She called me up on the telephone
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| She said c’mon over, Cause I’m all alone
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| I said baby, you’re mighty sweet
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| But I’m in the bed with a-achin' feet
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| This went on for a couple of days
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| (But I) But I couldn’t stay away
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| So I claimed two, three, four
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| Five, six, seven flight, about eight flight more
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| On the twelfth I’m starting to drag
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| By the fifteenth floor I ready to sag
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| Get to the top, But I’m too tired to rock
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| Sent to Glasgow for repairs
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| 'Till it’s fixed I’m using the stairs
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| I hope they hurry up before it’s too late
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| Because I don’t want my baby too much to wait
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| All this climbin' is gettin' me down
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| You’ll find my corpse draped over the rail
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| But I climbed two, three, four
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| Five, six, seven flight, about eight flight more
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| On the twelfth I’m starting to drag
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| By the fifteenth floor I ready to sag
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| Get to the top, But I’m too tired to rock
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| Yeah, I climbed two, three, four
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| Five, six, seven flight, about eight flight more
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| On the twelfth I’m starting to drag
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| By the fifteenth floor I ready to sag
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| Get to the top, but I’m too tired
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| Get to the top, but I’m too tired
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| Get to the top, but I’m too tired to rock |