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Eddie Cochran
Eddie Cochran
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eddie Cochran
Eddie Cochran
Songwriter
Ned Fairchild
Ned Fairchild
Songwriter
Johnny Mann
Johnny Mann
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Simon Jackson
Simon Jackson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh well, I got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin', she's the queen
We love to dance on a Saturday night
All alone where I can hold her tight
But she lives on the twentieth floor uptown
The elevator's broken down
[Verse 2]
So I'll walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth, I'm startin' to drag
Fifteenth floor, I'm a ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
[Verse 3]
When she calls me up on the telephone
Say come on over, honey, I'm all alone
I said, baby, you're mighty sweet
But I'm bed with the achin' feet
This went on for a couple of days
But I couldn't stay away
[Verse 4]
So I'll walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth, I'm ready to drag
Fifteenth floor, I'm a startin' to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
[Verse 5]
Well, they sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it's a-fixed, I'm a usin' the stairs
Hope they hurry up before it's too late
I want my baby too much to wait
All this climbing is a gettin' me down
They'll find my corpse draped over a rail
[Verse 6]
But I'll climb one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth, I'm ready to drag
Well fifteenth floor, I'm a startin' to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Written by: Eddie Cochran, Ned Fairchild
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