Intro: |
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 |
Chorus: |
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 n my cloud, baby |
The telephone is ringing 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 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?" |
Repeat Chorus |
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 |
Bridge: |
x2 |
I said, 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 n my cloud |
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 n my cloud, baby |