Fairchild Ooo, I got a girl with a record machine And when it comes to rockin', she's a queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone when I can hold her tight But she lives on the 20th floor uptown The elevator's broken down CHORUS: So I walk 1, 2 flight, 3 flight, 4 5, 6, 7 flight, 8 flight, more By 12th I'm startin' to drag 15th floor I'm ready to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock Verse 2: Well, she called me up on the telephone Said, "Come over, honey; I'm all alone" I said, "Baby, you're mighty sweet But I'm in bed with a-achin' feet" This went on for a couple of days But I couldn't stay away (chorus) (instrumental, same pattern as chorus) Verse 3: Well, they sent it to Chicago for repairs Till it's fixed I'm usin' the stairs Gotta get there before it's too late My baby couldn't bear much to wait All this climbin's gettin' me down They'll find my corpse draped over a rail (chorus; this time first line is "But I fly 1, 2...")