Amy Winehouse - What It Is About Men

Understand once he was a family man
so surely I would never, ever go through it first hand
Emulate all the shit my mother hated
I can′t help but demostrate my Freudian fate
My alibi for taking your guy
history repeats itself, it fails to die
and animal agression is my downfall
I don′t care ′bout what you got I wanted all

It′s bricked up in my head, it′s shoved under my bed
and I question myself again: what is it ′bout men?
My destructive side has grown a mile wide
and I question myself again: what is it ′bout men?

I′m nurturing, I just wanna do my thing
and I′ll take the wrong man as naturally as I sing
and I′ll save my tears for uncovering my fears
for behavioural patters that stick over the years

It′s bricked up in my head, it′s shoved under my bed
and I question myself again: what is it ′bout men?
My destructive side has grown a mile wide
and I question myself again: what is it ′bout men?

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