Chords for Twenty Flight Rock

_ _ _ _ _ Oh, well I got to get hold of a record machine, or when it comes to rockin' she's a game.
[C] I love to dance on a Saturday [Gm] night, or hold a low-man I can hold her [D] tight.
But she lives on the coony of the ball [G]-ground, the elevators are broken down.
So I walk one, two, three, four, five, six, [E] seven, eight, nine, more.
Up on the cliff, I'm startin' to drag, fifty feet below, I'm already [Bm] flat.
Get to the top, [G] my arms too tight to run. _
Well, she called me up on the telephone, said, come over, honey, I'm all [C] alone.
I said, baby, you're mighty [G] sweet, but I'm in bed with a achin' [D] feet.
This went on for a couple of [G] days, but [A] I couldn't stay [Em] away.
So I walk one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, [D] eight, nine, more.
Up on [G] the cliff, I'm startin' to drag, fifty feet below, I'm already [D] sag.
Get to the [Am] top, my arms too [G] tight to run. _
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Well, the city's got to prepare, till it's fixed, I'm a-usin' the [C] stairs.
Hope to hurry before it's too [G] late, I love my baby too much to wait.
[D] All this climbin' is a-gettin' me [G] down, I find my corpse draped over a rail.
But I climb one, two, five, three, five, four, five, six, seven, five, eight, five, [C] more.
Up on [Gm] the cliff, I'm startin' to [G] drag, fifty feet below, I'm already [D] sag.
Get to the [A] top, my arms too tight to [D] run. _ _
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