Paroles de Twenty flight rock

Dick Brave & The Backbeats

pochette album Twenty flight rock
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Date de parution : 03/11/2003

Durée : 0:02:08

Style : Rock



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Oh well 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
I get to the top, then 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 "girl, 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
I get to the top, then i'm too tired to rock
Yeah, lets rock it

Alright

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
I get to the top, then i'm too tired to rock
Yeah, fingo

Oh yeah

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