Twenty Flight Rock Paul McCartney
Ooh, well, [A]I got a girl with a record machine,
wh[A]en it comes to rockin', she's a queen.
W[D7]ent to a dance on a saturday night,
[A]all alone where I could hold her tight.
She l[E]ives on the twentieth floor uptown.
Th[A]e elevator's broken down.
So I w[A]alk one, two flight, three flight four,
[A]five, six, seven flight, eight flight more.
[D7]Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag,
[A]fifteen before I'm ready to drag.
G[E]et to the top and [D7]I'm too tired to r[A]ock.
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 couldn't stay away.
So I walk one, two flight,...
Well, sent to chicago for repairs,
till it's fixed I'm usin' the stairs.
I hope they hurry, before it's too late,
you know, I love my baby too much to wait.
All this climbing is getting me down,
they'll find my corpse draped over the rail.
But I walk one, two flight,...
Ooh, well, I got a girl with a...
Well, I walk one, two flight,...
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