I changed the kind of car I drive so you can't see me when I go by And you can't chase me up the street and you can't knock me off of my feet. I changed the kind of car I drive. This comes after veerses in the same structure with the lines, "I changed the locks on my front door" & "I changed the number on my phone." Most students in the class were reluctant to see the combination of violence & eroticism in the pharse "knock me off my feet," erasing it in favor of a purely sentimental reading. And when pushed, they would begin to make up stories that have no warrent in the text of the song: "Well, maybe she . . ." I have found this response almost universal among my creative writing & literature students.