Get Off My Cloud  
Rolling Stones (#1 in 1965)

I live in an apartment on the ninety ninth floor on my block,
And I sit at home looking out the window, imagining the world has stopped.
Then, in comes a man all dressed up like a Union Jack
And says I've won five pounds if i have his kind of detergent pack.

    I say Hey! You! Get Off My Cloud!
    Hey! You! Get Off My Cloud!
    Hey! You! Get Off My Cloud!
    Don't hang around because two's a crowd.

The telephone is ringing, I say "Hi, it's me, who is it on the line?"
A voice says "Hi, hello, how are you?"
Well, I guess I'm going fine.
He says it's three A.M., there's too much noise, don't you people ever go to bed?
Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?  

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 morning the parking tickets were just like a flag stuck on my windscreen.