Get Off Of My Cloud

(Mick Jagger and Keith Richards)



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 say, 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 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 say, 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 say, 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