4th November 1965
for 3 weeks


Get Off Of My Cloud - The Rolling Stones


I live on 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 just 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
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 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 queit 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 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
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