Videoclip Paul McCartney 02. Twenty Flight Rock

Ooh, well, I got a girl with a record machine 
When it comes to rockin', she's a queen 
Went to a dance on a Saturday night 
All alone where I could hold her tight 
She lives on the twentieth floor uptown 
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 
Fifteen before I'm ready to drag 
Get to the top and I'm too tired to rock 
 
Well, she, she called me up on the telephone 
Said, "Come on over, baby, I'm all alone" 
I said, "Baby, you're mighty sweet 
But I'm in bed with a aching feet" 
This went on for a couple of days 
But I could not stay away 
 
I walk one, two flight, three flight four 
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more 
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag 
Fifteen before I'm ready to drag 
Get to the top and I'm too tired to rock 
You know I'm too tired, babe 
 
Well, sent to Chicago for repairs 
Till it's fixed I'm usin' the stairs 
I hope they hurry, before it's too late 
You know, I love my baby too much to wait 
All this climbing is getting me down 
They'll find my corpse draped over the rail 
 
But I walk one, two flight, three flight four 
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more 
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag 
Fifteen before I'm ready to drag 
I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock 
Ohh, woh 
 
Ooh, well, I got a girl with a record machine 
When it comes to rockin', you know she's a queen 
Went to a dance on a Saturday night 
All alone where I could hold her tight 
She lives on the twentieth floor uptown 
The elevator's broken down 
 
Well, I walk one, two flight, three flight four 
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more 
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag 
Fifteen before I'm ready to drag 
I get to the top and I'm too tired to rock