GET OFF OF MY CLOUD — текст песни (The Rolling Stones)

(M. Jagger/K. 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 who`s dressed up just like Union Jack
And says, I`ve 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
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?"

Chorus

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.

Chorus
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