She arrived in the club

Looking fine and dressed in fur

All the men turned to look

Staring up and down at her

She walks up to the bar

Where I've been standing but it's cool so far

She grabs a drink, for her it's free

Fine looking women

Don't have to be pay or plead

I kept my cool, then tried to talk

Her eyes were portals and her lips were soft

She says her name, I say mine too

Now seeing her face to face

Seems she makes every man a fool

What's your sign? What you like?

What kind of way of thinking do you think is right?

I tell her my sign

She says "Oh my, I don't think this will work

I'm sorry for wasting your time"

She's so pretty that I don't even mind

'Cause I know that pretty women can be demons in disguise

She's a knockout

She's a knockout

Knockout

Knockout

She's a knockout

So i'll just bounce

Bounce

Bounce

Bounce

Bounce

She's a knockout

She's a knockout

She's a knockout

She is a knockout

The way she sits and holds her glass

She is so fine that she makes any girl

Look like a mess

I've come to my senses

I shouldn't have her now

'Cause if she gets to be mine then we're not going out

She is a knockout

A knockout

A knockout

She's a knockout

She is a knockout

Knockout

Knockout