Get Off Of My Cloud

I live in an apartment
on the 99th floor of my block
And I sit at home
lookin out the window
imagining the world has stopped
Then in flies a guy who's all
dressed up just like Union Jack
And says, I've won five pounds
if I have his kind of detergent pack

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 on 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 3 AM, 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, 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 mornin the parkin tickets
were just like flags stuck
on my window screen.

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 on 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 on my cloud