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"
What ya 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,
Caught him looking and she walks his way,
"Alright darling, 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 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."

Can't knock em out, can't walk away,
I try desperately to think
of the politest way to say,
(Sorry, but no...)
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 yeah I'm pregnant,
having a baby in like 6 months
so no, yeah, yeah...

"I recognise this guy's way of thinking..."
As he comes 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"
"You see the thing is I just don't have the time."

Can't knock em out
(can't knock em out)
can't walk away (you can't walk away),
I try desperately to think
of the politest way to say,
(I´m really sorry, but no, not this time...)
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,

Can't knock em out
(can't knock em out)
can't walk away (you can't walk away),
I try desperately to think
of the politest way to say,
(errr...)
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you can't have my number,
Because I've lost my phone.

Can't knock em out, can't walk away,
I try desperately to think
of the politest way to say,
(actually I´m getting married next week)
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
(no, seriously)
And no you can't have my number,
Because I've lost my phone.

Nah I've gotta go cos my house is on fire,
I've got herpes, err no I've got syphilis...
AIDS, AIDS, I've got AIDS!