Knock 'em Out

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 you saying? 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 of buying one for your friend"

She's got no taste, hand on his waste

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"

Can't knock 'em out, you can't walk away

Try desperately to think of the politest way to say

Just get out my face, just leave me alone

And no you can't have my number

"Why?" Because I've lost my phone

Oh yeah, actually umm, I'm pregnant, umm yeah

I'm having a baby in like 6 months and uhh, yeah, yeah

"I recognise this guy"

That's what you're 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 really don't have the time"

Can't knock 'em out, you can't walk away

Try desperately to think of the politest way to say

Just get out my face, just leave me alone

And no you can't have my number

Because I've 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

Nah, it's not gonna happen

Not in a a million years

You can't knock 'em out, you can't walk away

Try desperately to think of the politest way to say

Just get out my face, just leave me alone

And no you can't have my number

Because I've lost my phone

You can't knock 'em out, you can't walk away

Try desperately to think of the politest way to say

Just get out my face, just leave me alone

And no you can't have my number

Because I've lost my phone

Uhh nah I, I've gotta go, cos my house is on fire

I've got, I've got herpes, err no it's syphilis