Alright, so this is a song about anyone, it could be anyone.
You're just doing your own thing and someone comes out the blue,
They're like
"Alright, what ya sayin? Yeah, can I take your digits?"
And you're like, "No, not in a million years, you're nasty
please leave me alone."
Cut to the pub on a lads night out,
Man at the bar 'cos it was his shout,
Clocks this bird and she looks ok,
She caught him looking and walks his way,
"Alright darlin', you gonna buy us a drink then?"
"Err no, but I was thinking about buying one for your friend.."
She's got no taste, hand on his waist, tries to pull away but her lips on his face,
"If you insist I'll have a white wine spritzer"
"Sorry love, but you ain't a pretty picture."
Chorus
Can't knock 'em out, you can't walk away,
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say, (Sorry yeah, but no)
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you can't have me number, (Why?)
'Cause I lost my phone.
Oh yeah, actually yeah I'm, I'm pregnant, yeah I'm having a baby in like 6 months so no, yeah, yeah..
I recognise this guy's way of thinking
As he walks over her face starts sinking,
She's like
"Oh, here we go.."
It's a routine check that she already knows,
She's thinking 'They're all the same.'
"Yeah, you alright, baby? You look alright, still. Yeah, what's your name?"
She looks in her bag, takes out a fag,
tries to get away from the guy on a blag,
can't find a light,
"Here, use mine"
"See the thing is I just don't have the time."
Chorus
Can't knock 'em out (can't knock 'em out),
you can't walk away (can't walk away),
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say (Er, I'm really sorry but not this time),
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you can't have my number,
'Cause I lost my phone.
Go away now, let me go,
Are you stupid? Or just a little slow?
Go away now, I've made myself clear,
I don't think so,
Nah it's not gonna happen,
Not in a a million years,
Chorus
Can't knock 'em out (can't knock 'em out),
you can't walk away (And you can't walk away),
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say (Errrrrr),
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you can't have my number,
'Cause I lost my phone.
Can't knock 'em out,
you can't walk away,
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say (Er, actually, I'm getting married next week),
Just get out my face, just leave me alone (No, no, seriously)
And no you can't have my number,
'Cause I lost my phone.
Alright, ah, no mate, I gotta go, my house is on fire!
I've got, I've got herpes! Er, no, syphilis! no ive got AIDS ive got AIDS