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Knock em Out – Lily :)

Alright so this is a song about anyone,
It could be anyone.

You’re just doin’ your own thing,
And someone comes out the blue,
They’re like
“Alright”
what you sayin?
“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 looked okay,
She caught him looking and walks his way,
“Alright, darling? You gonna buy us a drink then?”
“Urr, 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 up out my face! Just leave me alone!
And no, you can’t have my number,
“Why?”
Because I lost my phone.

Oh yeh actually mm I’m pregnant,
umm yeah I’m havin a baby in like 6 months, so, no… yeah yeah”

I recognise 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-up, 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 the blag,
Can’t find a light, “Here, use mine”
“See, the thing is I just don’t have the time”

You can’t knock ’em out – can’t knock ’em out
You can’t walk away – you can’t walk away
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say,
(I’m very sorry but not this time…)
“Just get up out my face! Just leave me alone!”
“And no, you can’t have my number, cos I lost my phone.”

Go away now, let me go,
Are you stupid? or just a little slow?
(Please, back off…)
Go away now, I’ve made myself clear…
Nah, I don’t think so!
Nah, it’s not gonna happen!
Not in a million years!

You can’t knock ’em out – can’t knock ’em out
You can’t walk away – and you can’t walk away
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say (errrr…)
“Just get up out my face! Just leave me alone!”
“And no, you can’t have my number, cos I lost my phone.”

You can’t knock ’em out,
You can’t walk away,
(Ah, actually I’m getting married next week…)
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say,
“Just get up out my face! Just leave me alone!”
(No, seriously…)
“And no, you can’t have my number, cos I 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.
I forgot my vagasil.

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Thats hilarious Pete

No really

….why do people just put links up now instead of commenting?

Its beginning to pee me off.

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Hello foxy whispz honey bunch :D Tut @ you for not saying bye.

But errrr can I be the first to welcome you back.
:D

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Bet you used to pull the legs off crane flies.

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“Photograph” by Nickleback

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we’d ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it’s too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since god knows when

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me…

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erm.. you totally misunderstood that

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Oh and pats, you got the wrong one bless your cotton socks.

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@wilma wrote:

No wonder I never post on JC, one comment, just one and it’s seized on and deciphered in feck knows how many different ways :?

Hmm, I suppose it depends on who reads what, who deciphers what in what way and ……..oh who is worried that the written word is aimed at them.

*Hugs Mims* :)

Its an odd old world isn’t it wilms. I look at it all and I just smile.

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Don’t like the song particularly, but it says it all. If you love someone it shouldn’t matter what their size is.

I agree with you sunny, if I were a size 16 i’d look like a weeble.

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She’s a perfect 10, but she wears a 12
Baby keep a little 2 for me
She could be sweet 16, bustin’ out at the seams
It’s still love in first degree

When he’s at my gate, with a big fat 8′
You wanna see the smile on my face
And even at my door, with a poor, poor 4′
There ain’t no man can replace

‘Cause we love our love,
in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lines
Time takes it’s toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

If he’s extra large (that’s me) well I’m in charge
I can work this thing on top
If he’s XXL well what the hell
Every penny don’t fit the slot

Anorexic chicks, the “model six”
They don’t hold no weight with me
Well 8 or 9, well that’s just fine
But I like to hold something I can see

‘Cause we love our love,
in different sizes
I love her body, especially the line
Time takes it’s toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

I’ve bought a watch, to time your beauty
And I’ve had to fit a second hand
I’ve bought a calendar, and every month
Is taken up by lover man

‘Cause we love our love,
in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lines
Time takes it’s toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

‘Cause we love our love, in different sizes
I love her body, especially the lines
Time takes it’s toll, but not on the eyes
Promise me this, take me tonight

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