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 queit 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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