Oh well, I've got a girl with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone, I can hold her tight But she lives on the twentiest floor up town The elevator's broken down
So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more Up on the twelfth I started to drag Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock