Rolling Stones - Get Off Of My Cloud

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 whos all dressed up like a union jack And says, Ive 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 twos 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 Im 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 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 twos a crowd On my cloud baby I was