Twenty Flight Rock - Paul McCartney

Well I got a girl with a record machine, 
When it comes to rocking shes a queen. 
I took her to a dance on a saturday night, 
All alone where I can hold her tight. 
She lives on the twentieth floor uptown. 
The elevators broken down. 

And 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 and I´m too tired to rock. 

You know she called me up on the telephone, 
Said ´come on ever baby cause I´m all alone. 
I said baby you´re mighty sweet, 
But I´m in bed with aching feet. 
This went on for a couple of days, 
But I couldn´t stay away. 

And 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 and I´m too tired to rock. 

Well I sent to Chicago for repairs, 
Till its fixed I´m using the stairs. 
I hope they hurry, before i´ts too late, 
I want my baby too much to wait. 
All this climbing is getting me down, 
Theyll find me hanging over the rail. 

And 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 and I´m too tired to rock. 

And 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 and I´m too tired to rock.