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 there on the line
A voice says Hi hello how are you
Well I guess I`m doin` fine
He says It`s three 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 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 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 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 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