Oh, well I got a gal with a
wrecking machine
When it comes to rockin' she's a queen
We love to dance on Saturday night
All alone where I can hold her tight
But she lives on the 20th floor of town
The elevator's broken down
So I walk on a two -flight, three -flight, four
A five, a six and a flight, eight -flight more
Up on the twelfth, I'm starting to drag
Fifteen at the border,
and I'm ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Well, she called me up on the telephone
Said, come on over, honey,
I'm all alone
I said, baby, you're mighty sweet
But I'm in bed with the aching feet
This went on for a couple of days
But I couldn't stay away
So I walk one, two, flight, three, flight, four
Five, six, seven, flight, eight, flight, more
I'm on a train, I'm starting to drag
Fifteen to four, and I'm ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to run
Well I sent to Chicago for repairs
To the stips I'm using as stairs
Hope to hurry before it's too late
I love my buddy but too much to wait
All this climbing is getting me down
To find my corpse draped over a rail
So I climb one, two, five, three, five, four
A five, a six, a seven, a five, eight, five, more
I fall to twelfth, I'm starting to drag
Fifteenth floor and I'm ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to run