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Ooh, well, I got a girl with a record machine,
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when it comes to rockin', she's a queen.
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Went to a dance on a saturday night,
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all alone where I could hold her tight.
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She lives on the twentieth floor uptown.
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The elevator's broken down.

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So I walk one, two flight, three flight four,
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five, six, seven flight, eight flight more.
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Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag,
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fifteen before I'm ready to drag.
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Get to the top and I'm too tired to rock.

Well she, she called me up on the telephone,
said, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone."
I said, "Baby, you're mighty sweet,
but I'm in bed with a aching feet."
This went on for a couple of days,
but I couldn't stay away.

So I walk one, two flight,...

Well, sent to chicago for repairs,
till it's fixed I'm usin' the stairs.
I hope they hurry, before it's too late,
you know, I love my baby too much to wait.
All this climbing is getting me down,
they'll find my corpse draped over the rail.