 I could hold her tight, but she lives on the 20th floor of town. The elevator's broken down, so I walk 1, 2, flat, 3, 5, 4, 5, 6, 7, flat, 8, flat, 5. I bought a cell, I'm starting to drag, 15, 4, I'm ready to sack. Get to the top, I'm too tired. Her eye, when she calls me up on the telephone, said, come on over, honey, I'm all alone. Said, baby, you're mighty sweet.