Twenty Flight Rock Paul McCartney

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[Verse 1]
Ooh, 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
She lives on the twentieth floor uptown
The elevator's broken down

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

[Verse 2]
Well, she, she called me up on the telephone
Said, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I said, "Baby, you're mighty sweet
But I'm in bed with a aching feet"
This went on for a couple of days
But I could not stay away

[Chorus]
Oh I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
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
You know I'm too tired baby

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