| Lyrics: | Well I've got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin' she's a queen
Gonna
dance on a saturday night
For the moment I can hold her tight
But she lives on the 20th
floor up town
The elevator's broken down
So I climb 1, 2, flight 3 flight 4
5,6,7,
flight 8 flight more
Said by the 12th I'm starting to drag
15th floor im ready to
sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Well she calls me up on the
telephone
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