Get Off of My Cloud 

By the Rolling Stones

I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block 
And I sit at home looking out the window 
Imagining the world has stopped 
Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up like a Union Jack 
And says, I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack 
I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd 
On my cloud, baby 
The telephone is ringing I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is there on the line?" 
A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?"
Well, I guess I'm doin' fine 
He says, "It's three 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 says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! 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
And 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 morning the parking tickets were just like a flag stuck on my window screen 
I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby 
I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud 
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd 

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