Knock 'Em Out

Alright so this is a song about anyone, it could be anyone You're just doing your own thing and some one comes out the blue They're like, "Alright" He's 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 okay Caught him looking and she 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, 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 cant have my number "Why?" 'Cause I've lost my phone Oh yeah, actually yeah I'm pregnant Having a baby in like six months so no, and yeah, yeah "I recognise this guy" That's what she's thinking As he comes over her heart 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" "You see the thing is I really don't have the time" Can't knock 'em out (can't knock 'em out), can't walk away (can't walk away) Try desperately to think of the politest way to say (Uhm I'm really sorry but not this time) Just get out my face, just leave me alone And no you cant have my number 'Cause 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 Can't knock 'em out (can't knock 'em out), can't walk away (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 cant have my number 'Cause I've lost my phone Can't knock 'em out, can't walk away Try desperately to think of the politest (I'm actually getting married next week) way to say Just get out my face, just leave me alone (no, seriously) And no you cant have my number 'Cause I've lost my phone Nah, I've gotta go 'cause my house is on fire I've got herpes, err no, I've got syphilis --- Knock 'Em Out - Lily Allen