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