Date: Sat, 10 Jun 1995 12:25:44 -0700
From: lindsey@SIRIUS.COM (Tom Lindsey)
Subject: Eddie Cochrane; 20 Flight Rock.num
20 Flight Rock
Fairchild-Cochrane
I
Ooh-well I got a gal with a record machine
When it comes to rockin' she's the queen
IV
We love to dance on a Saturday night
I
All alone when I can hold her tight
V
But she lives on the 20th floor uptown
I
The elevator's broken down
CHORUS
I
So I walk 1, 2, flight 3 flight 4
5,6,7, flight 8 flight more
IV
-----12 I'm startin' to drag
I
15th before I'm ready to sag
V
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
Well she called me up on the telephone
Said 'come on over, honey. I'm all alone.'
I said baby your 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
Guitar break
Well, they sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it's fixed I'm a-using the stairs
-------before it's too late
But my baby ---- much to wait
All this clowin' was gettin' me down
They found my corpse draped over a rail
CHORUS
Tom Lindsey
lindsey@sirius.com
San Francisco, CA
