Well I got a gal with a record machine

When it comes to rockin' she's queen

We love to dance on Saturday night

All alone when I can hold her tight

But she lives on the twentith floor uptown

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 startin' to drag

Fifteen floor I'm ready to sag

Get to the top

I'm to tired to rock



When she call me up on the telephone

She said come on over , honey I'm all alone

I said , Betty you're might sweet

But I'm in bed with achin' feet

This went on for a couple days

But I couldn't stay away



So I walk one....



Well they sent to Chicago for repairs

'till it's fixed I'm using the stairs

Hope they hurry before it's too late

Want my baby too much to wait

All this climbin' is a gettin' me down

You'll find my courpse draped over a rail