Lily Allen: Alright Still Lyrics

Knock 'Em Out

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 of the blue

They're like,

"Alright

What are 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 lad's night out

Man at the bar cause it was his shout

Clocks this bird and she looked OK

She caught him looking and walked his way

"Alright darlin', you gonna buy us a drink then?"

"Er 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"

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

"Why?"

Cause I lost my phone

"Oh yeah, actually yeah um, I'm pregnant

Um, yeah I'm having a baby in like 6 months so no, yeah, yeah..."

I recognize 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"

"You see the thing is I just don't have the time"

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

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

Nah, it's not gonna happen

Not in 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

Cause I 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

Cause I lost my phone

"Actually I'm getting married next week"

"No, seriously"

"Nah, I've gotta go; my house is on fire"

"I've got, I've got herpes, err no, syphilis! AIDS! AIDS, I've got AIDS."