Get Off Of My Cloud

I live on an apartment

On the ninety-ninth floor of my block

And I sit at home lookin' out the window

Imaginin' the world has stopped

Then in flies a guy

Who's all dressed up just like the Union Jack

Says I've won five pounds

If I have his kind of detergent pack

I said, "Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd on my cloud, baby"

The telephone is ringin'

I say, "Hi, it's me, who is it there on the line?"

A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?"

"Well, I guess I'm doin' fine"

He says, "It's 3 a.m., there's too much noise

Don't you people ever wanna go to bed?

Just 'cause you feel so good

Do you have to drive me out of my head?"

I said, "Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd on my cloud, baby"

I was sick and tired, fed up with this

Decided to take a drive downtown

It was so very quiet and peaceful

There was nobody, not a soul around

I laid myself out, I was so tired

And I started to dream

In the mornin' the parkin' tickets

Were just like flags stuck on my windscreen

I said, "Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd on my cloud"

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Hey (Hey)

You (You)

Get off of my cloud

Don't hang around, baby, two's a crowd on my cloud