Twenty Flight Rock Lyrics - Singles - Dick Brave & The Backbeats

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