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So I walk 1, 2, flight 3 flight 4
5,6,7, flight 8 flight more
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-----12 I'm startin' to drag
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15th before I'm ready to sag
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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
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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
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Tom Lindsey
lindsey@sirius.com
San Francisco, CA
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