Twenty Flight Rock

(альбом: Cliff Sings - 1959)

When it comes to rocking 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 twentiest floor uptown
The elevator's broken down

So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight, more
Up on the twelfth I started to drag
Fifteenth floor I'm a-ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

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 in bed with the aching feet
This went on for a couple of days
But I couldn't stay away

Well they sent to chicago for repairs
Till it's a-fixed I'm a-using the stairs
Hope they hurry up before it's too late
Want my baby too much to wait
All this climbing is a-getting me down
They'll find my corpse draped over a rail
But I climbed one, two flight, three flight four