Upstairs - Sean Hayes

Chuck:

Upstairs — two flights up Looking out on the street

For eighty-six fifty a month it’s mine

It may not be much but it’s mine

You just go upstairs, two flights up Comfortable and complete

For every-day living it works out fine

It may not be much, but it’s mine

Except on Wednesday night

It’s walk, don’t run

I just kill time till Mister Kirkeby’s done

With his Wednesday night fun

Outside of that place is mine

Upstairs two flights up Looking out on the street

For eighty-six fifty a month it’s mine

It may not be much but it’s mine