20 Flight Rock
| Composer: | Eddie Cochran and Ned Fairchild |
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Lyrics
Well I got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rocking she's a queen
I love to a dance on a Saturday night
All alone where I can hold her tight
She lives on the twentieth 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 starting to drag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag
I get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Well, she called me up on the telephone
C'mon honey I'm all alone
I said baby you're mighty sweet
Well I'm in bed with 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
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to drag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag
I get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Well I sent to Chicago for repairs
'Til it's fixed I'm using the stairs
I hope they hurry before it's too late
I love my baby too much to wait
All this climbing is getting me down
They'll find my corpse draped over the rail
And I climbed one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to drag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag
I get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Appearances
- On the Backbeat soundtrack. (Track #12, 1:47)
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