I wrote it, for one of my girlfriends who just had a streak of men who really didn’t get her. Sometimes I play the role of the man in my relationships with my female friends. I’m not talking physical, I’m talking on an emotional level. And so this is about being understanding. That if I were 6-foot-4 and had one less hole and a couple more round hairy things, there’s no way that these men would be able to compete. Because I really think that they miss the beauty in the women that I find really attractive. They really miss it.

There’ll be a falling out that I’ve no wish to see
If we don’t call each other out
Then we will both get off scot free
And you can be you and I’ll get to stay me