Lyrics:

(M. Jaggerk. Richards)





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

the In Flies A Guy Whos Dressed Up Just Like Union Jack

and Says, Ive Won Five Pounds If I Have His Kind Of Detergent Pack



hey, You, Get Offa My Cloud

hey, You, Get Offa My Cloud

hey, You, Get Offa My Cloud

dont Hang Around cause Twos A Crowd On My Cloud, Baby



the Telephone Is Ringing I Say,&ampquot;hi, Its Me. Who Is It There On The Line&ampquot;

a Voice Says, &ampquot;hi, Hello, How Are You Well, I Guess Im Doin Fine&ampquot;

he Says, &ampquot;its 3 Am, Theres Too Much Noise, Dont You People Ever Wanna Go To

bed

just cause You Feel So Good, Do You Have To Drive Me Out Of My Head&ampquot;



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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 Rags Stuck On My Windscreen.



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