Album: The New Dark Ages
See, I know a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin', she the queen
I call her up on a saturday night
I go over and she hold me tight
But she lives on the 20th floor or town
That elevator is broken down
I walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Upon the tenth I'm a-startin' to drag
Fifteenth floor, I'm a-ready to sag
I get to the top, man, I'm too tired to rock
Well, she calls me up on the telephone
She says, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I said, "Yeah, that sounds mighty sweet, but
I'm in bed with achin' feet
I held out for a couple'a days
But I just couldn't stray away
I walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Upon the tenth I'm a-startin' to drag
Fifteenth floor, I'm a-ready to sag
I get to the top, man, I'm too tired to rock
Well it's sent to Chicago, for repairs
'Til then I'll be takin' the stairs
Hope it don't come too late
Don't want my baby to have to wait
But all this climbin's gettin' me down
They found my corpse draped over a rail
Well, she calls me up on the telephone
She says, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I said, "Yeah, that sounds mighty sweet, but
I'm in bed with achin' feet
I held out for a couple'a days
But I just couldn't stray away
I get to the top, man, I'm too tired to rock
Well, I get to the top, man, I'm too tired to rock