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 'cause it was his shout
Clocks this bird and she looks ok
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 now 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, and yeah, yeah

I recognise this guy's way of thinking
As he walks over, a face start 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

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

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