Текст песни Rolling Stones, The - Twenty Flight Rock
Rolling Stones, The - Twenty Flight Rock слова песни
(Fairchild/Cochran)
Oh I get a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin she`s the queen
We go to dance on saturday night
I`m all alone and I hold her tight
But she live on the twentieth floor in town
The elevator`s broken down
So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I`m starting to sag
Fifteenth floor I`m ready to drag
Get to the top, I`m too tired to rock
Well 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 the achin` feet"
This went on for a couple of days
But I could not stay away
So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I`m starting to sag
Fifteenth floor I`m ready to drag
Get to the top, I`m too tired to rock
Yeah, we sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it`s a-fixed I`m using the stairs
I love you, baby, wanna see your face
I love you baby, too much to wait
All this climbing is gettin me down
They`ll find my cold feet over the rail
So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I`m starting to sag
Fifteenth floor I`m ready to drag
Get to the top, I`m too tired to rock