GET OFF OF MY CLOUD 

(M. Jagger/K. 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 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 n 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 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 morning the parking tickets were just like a flag 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, baby, two's a crowd