Twenty Flight Rock (One Hand Clapping Sessions) Wings

[Pre-Chorus]
Well, I got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rocking, she's a queen
Went to a dance on a Saturday night
All alone where I could hold her tight
Lives on the twentieth floor uptown
Elevator's broken down

[Chorus]
So I walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight mo'
Up on the twelfth, I'm starting to sag
Fifteen before I'm ready to drag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

[Verse 2]
Well, she called me up on the telephone
Said, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I, I said, "Baby, you'll have to wait
'Cause I'm in bed with an aching feet"
This went on for a couple of days
But, but I couldn't stay away

[Chorus]
So I walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight mo'
Up on the twelfth, I'm starting to sag
Fifteen before I'm ready to drag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock