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
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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

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