If You Can’t Rock Me/Get Off Of My Cloud

If you can't rock me somebody will

The band's on stage and it's one of those nights
The drummer thinks that he is dynamite
I ain't talkin' about no pretty face
I ain't talkin' about no wedding cake

I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you won't rock me somebody will
If you won't rock me

Now, who's that black girl in the bright blue hair?
Now, don't you know that it's rude to stare?

But I been talking about it much too long
I think I better do just one more song
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you won't rock me somebody will
If you won't rock me somebody will
If you won't rock me
If you won't rock me

If you won't rock me somebody will
If you won't rock me
If you won't rock me
If you won't rock me

Shake it down
Shake it down

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
All dressed up just like a Union Jack
And he gives me twenty-five dollars
If I got his detergent pack

What do you say, baby?
"Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Hey, get off of my cloud
Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Don't hang around cause two's a crowd
On my cloud"

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 tired, tired and I started to dream
In the morning the parking tickets were just like a flag
Stuck on my windscreen

"Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Hey, you, get off of my cloud
Hey, get off of my cloud
Don't hang around cause two's a crowd
On my cloud"

Hey
Someone say Hey!

"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"