[Intro: Paul Weller & Lowkey]

You do something wonderful...

Chase it all away

For the women of the world, because women are the world

Mixing my emotions throws me back again

I'm just letting you know

[Verse 1]

I'm tryna be a good man, I can't speak for the others

Know the saying Heaven lies at the feet of your mother

Mine showed me the definition of hard work and

Smiles through her tears even though her heart's hurting

Speaks her mind and never ever bites her tongue

I guess today you can say I'm just like my mum

Great grandmother was in Beirut in '82

In a flat when it got invaded by Israeli troops

Sleeping in the hallway for shelter from the bullets

And that's why I'll always respect her to the fullest

Physically gone, all memories are kept in a picture

In Baghdad my nan slept with a Beretta in her slipper

You're judged as a man by everything you amount to

And the respect that you show the women around you

So think about that stuff when you diss her

That's somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's sister

[Chorus: Paul Weller sample]

You do something wonderful

Chase it all away

Mixing my emotions

Throws me back again

[Verse 2]

I'm not claiming to be perfect, I know what a curve is

But a woman's worth isn't just on the surface

I see too many young women craving affection

Degrading themselves for a male's attention

I know it's love that you're certain that you felt

But messing with these different guys you're just searching for yourself

Would it be whoreish to boast how high your score is?

When a man does it, a player is what you call him

What if it's all just lies when she talks to guys?

Displays promiscuous ways like a source of pride

Would it make you squirm if the tables turned

Is that really what it would take to make you learn?

You're judged as a man by everything you amount to

And the respect that you show the women around you

So think about that stuff when you diss her

That's somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's sister

I said think about that stuff when you diss her

That's somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's sister

[Chorus: Paul Weller sample]

You do something wonderful

Chase it all away

Mixing my emotions

Throws me back again

[Verse 3]

Certain things are too deep to put in a verse

Let me apologise to every single woman I've hurt

Or disrespected whether family members or exes

I wanna make amends for however I left it

Men make them, but the women get harmed in wars

I pray for a heart as pure as Assata Shakur's

We put them down, but on the pedestal we should put them

Behind every good man, there's a good women

Betty Shabazz lost her husband to the handguns

And lost her life when her house was burned down by her grandson

Qubilah saw her father murdered when the hammer sparked

So I feel her pain when she tried to murder Farrakhan

You're judged as a man by everything you amount to

And the respect that you show the women around you

So think about that stuff when you diss her

That's somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's sister

I said think about that stuff when you diss her

That's somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's sister

[Chorus: Paul Weller sample]

You do something wonderful

Chase it all away

Mixing my emotions

Throws me back again