Get Off Of My Cloud (Mono Ver.)

I live in an apartment on the 99th floor of my block And I sit at home lookin' out the window imagining the world has stopped Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up just like 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 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 3 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 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 mornin the parkin tickets were just like flags stuck on my windscreen 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 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