Ladies and gentlemen, will you welcome to the stage
The Rolling Stones?

Oh, yeah
Say it

I live on the corner on the 99th floor of my block
And I sit at home looking out the window, imagining the world has stopped
And in flies a guy all dressed up just like a Union Jack
He says I′ll give you 25 dollars, yeah, my kinda detergent pack

What do I say?
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 boy, two′s a crowd on my cloud

The telephone is ringin', I'm sayin′, "Hi, who is it there on the line?"
A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?", well, I guess I′m doing fine
Yeah, it's 3 a.m., there′s too much noise, don't you people ever want to go to bed?
Just ′cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?

What do I say, people?

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 boy, two′s a crowd on my cloud
Hey

I was sick and tired, fed up with this Sunday, I decided to take a - 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, I started to dream
In the morning, the parking tickets were just like flags stuck on my windscreen

What'd I say?

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 boy, two′s a crowd

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, boy, two's a crowd on my cloud

Thank you
Thank you very much
Thank you
Blimey!
How you doing, alright?

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