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What It Is About Men Lyric by Amy Winehouse

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?