Текст (слова) песни: Rolling Stones, The - Twenty Flight Rock
(Fairchild/Cochran)
Oh 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 Get to the top, 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 "baby, 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 Get to the top, I`m too tired to rock
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 Get to the top, I`m too tired to rock
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