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Sangtekst: Toploader. Magic Hotel. Cloud 9.


Be nice to me
Don't you understand when I get home
I need to breathe
Don't try to comfort me 'cos I'm not home
Right now
I can feel the heat within your fire breath
So hold me down
I'm not responsible for my actions now Oh no

Cloud nine is a place
Like a smile on your face
Or a warm embrace
I'm picking up all the pieces
No particular time and I'm on cloud nine
Don't tell me your sorry

I can hear you whistling at my door
But I won't let you in
You can huff and puff and blow my door in
Right now, wohohoh!

Cloud nine is a place
Like a smile on your face
Or a warm embrace
I'm picking up all the pieces
No particular time and I'm on cloud nine
Don't tell me your sorry
Cloud nine is a place
Like a smile on your face
Or a warm embrace
I'm picking up all the pieces
No particular time and I'm on cloud nine
Don't tell me your sorry

On cloud nine
The cuckoo and me are doing fine
Though I cough and I splutter and I scream at night
You've not kept this fire alive
I'm on cloud nine

Cloud nine is a place
Like a smile on your face
Or a warm embrace
I'm picking up all the pieces
In no particular time
I'm on cloud nine
Don't even tell me your sorry