I live in a ghetto
I make a living with my bare hands
I don't sing falsetto
And I don't believe in no show bands
If I hang around in the hallway
They'd throw me out with the trash
I got no hope
I got no dough
I got no cash
Every Saturday night, my baby and I
(What do you do?)
We ride the subway into town
Then we ride the elevator
Up to the sky (Up to the sky)
Then we ride the elevator down
Going up
Get down
I'm the elevator man
Well, this might sounds like a real cheap thrill
If you're driving around in a Rolls
But all across the nation, there's a brand new sensation
It's bound to elevate your souls
So get yourselves down to the Bank of Montreal
Or a building of equivalent size
Take a big ride on
Don't lean on the above
Ride the elevators up to the sky
Going up
Get down
Going up
I'm the elevator man
And I am what I am
Elevator
Elevator man
Elevator
Elevator man
(It's gonna be great!)
(They've gotten furniture and trophies!)
I live in a ghetto
I make a living with my bare hands
I don't sing falsetto (Falsetto)
I've never played in no show bands
Every Saturday night, my baby and I
We ride the subway into town
And then we ride the elevator
Up to the sky (Up to the sky)
And then we ride the elevator down
Going up
Get down
I'm the elevator man
Going up
Get down
I'm the elevator man
Elevator man
Elevator
Elevator man
Elevator
Elevator man
Elevator
(Elevator man)
(Elevator)
(Elevator)
(Elevator)
(Elevator man)
(Down, down, down, down)
(Elevator man)
(Elevator man)
