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 says, 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 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 says, 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 says, 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 says, 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