Amy Winehouse - What Is It About Men lyrics

Understand, once he was a family man
So surely I would never
Ever go through it firsthand
Emulate all the shit my mother hates
I can't help but demonstrate my Freudian fate
My alibi for taking your guy
History repeats it'self, it fails to die
And animal aggression is my downfall
I don't care about what you got
I want it 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?
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
Our behavioural patterns that stick
Over the years

'Cause it's bricked up in my head
It's shoved under my bed
And I question myself again
"What is it 'bout men?"
Now my destructive side has grown a mile wide
And I question myself again
"What is it 'bout men?"

Ooh, it's bricked up in my head
And 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? What is it 'bout men?"