Текст песни The Rolling Stones - Twenty Flight Rock
The Rolling Stones - Twenty Flight Rock слова песни
(Fairchild/Cochran) Oh I get a girl with a record machineWhen it comes to rockin she`s the queenWe go to dance on saturday nightI`m all alone and I hold her tightBut she live on the twentieth floor in townThe elevator`s broken down So I walk one, two flight, three flight fourFive, six, seven flight, eight flight moreUp on the twelfth I`m starting to sagFifteenth floor I`m ready to dragGet to the top, I`m too tired to rock Well she called me up on the telephoneSaid "come on over, baby, I`m all alone"I said "baby, you`re mighty sweetBut I`m in bed with the achin` feet"This went on for a couple of daysBut I could not stay away So I walk one, two flight, three flight fourFive, six, seven flight, eight flight moreUp on the twelfth I`m starting to sagFifteenth floor I`m ready to dragGet to the top, I`m too tired to rock Yeah, we sent to Chicago for repairsTill it`s a-fixed I`m using the stairsI love you, baby, wanna see your faceI love you baby, too much to waitAll this climbing is gettin me downThey`ll find my cold feet over the rail So I walk one, two flight, three flight fourfive, six, seven flight, eight flight moreUp on the twelfth I`m starting to sagFifteenth floor I`m ready to dragGet to the top, I`m too tired to rock