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A! E! Talk about mine!
Hey, you! Get off of my cloud.
A! E!
Get offa my car!
Hey! You!
Get off of my cloud!
A! E!
Get outta' my crap.
Hey, you!
Get off of my cloud.
A. B.! Alphabet clown
Hey, you! Get off of my cloud.
A. E. Get off of my clown
Hey, You! Get off of my cloud
And I sit at home lookin' out the window
Imagine there's a world outside.
And I sit at home lookin' out the window
Imagining the world has stopped.
Get off of my back.
Get off of my cloud.
Get off of my back
or
Get into my car.
Get off of my cloud.
Get off of my spouse.
Get off of my cloud.
Get off-a my thumb.
Get off of my cloud.
Get out of my car
Get off of my cloud
Hey hey! Hee hee! Get outta my car
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! Me! You're awful, my clown.
Hey you, get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my plow!
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud!
Hey! You!
Get off of my time.
Hey! You!
Get off of my cloud.
Hey, Dude, get offa my cow!
or
Hey, Dude, get offa my clown!
Hey, you! Get off of my cloud!
Hey, Jew, get off of my plow!
or
Hey, kid, get off of my plow!
Hey, you, get off of my cloud!
Hey, you! Get high on my pot!
Hey, you! Get off of my cloud!
Hey, you! Get out of my house!
Hey, you! Get off of my cloud.
Hey, you,
apple pie frown!
Hey, you,
get off of my cloud!
Hey, you, get off of my clown!
or
Hey, you, get off of my cow!
Hey, you, get off of my cloud!
Hey, you, get off of my flowers
Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Hey, you, get out of my hair.
Hey, you, get off of my cloud.
I live on upon the ninety-ninth floor of Pine Bluff
And I sit at home looking out the window imagining the world as God.
I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block
And I sit at home looking out the window imagining the world has stopped.
In the morning the (Unintelligible) were just
Like fags that step outta my way and scream
In the morning the parking tickets were just
Like a flag stuck on my window screen
In the morning the pocket pickers looked just like fags and spit on my windscreen
In the morning the parking tickets looked just like flags stuck on my windscreen
Don't hang around 'cause you'll abuse the cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
Don't hang around onto the cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
Help (Help)
Hey (Hey)
Phil and Lil are the twin characters from the Rugrats
Hey (hey) you (you)
Get over my clown
Hey (hey) you (you)
Get Off of My Cloud
The Mamas and the Papas' tickets were just like rags...
In the morning the parking tickets looked just like flags...
Hey hey you you
Get out of my hair
Hey hey you you
Get off of my cloud