Understand once he was a family man
So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand
Emulate all the sh*t 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 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?
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 patterns 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?
Amy Winehouse - What is it about men? Lyrics
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Understand once he was a family man
So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand
Emulate all the sh*t 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 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?
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 patterns 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?
So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand
Emulate all the sh*t 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 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?
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 patterns 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?
Writer: CHRIS DELROY, JACKSON DONOVAN, FELIX HOWARD, EARL SMITH, LUKE SMITH, PAUL WATSON, COLE WILBURN, GORDON OPHAREL WILLIAMS, AMY JADE WINEHOUSE
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CALDERWOOD, INC., DUCHAMP, INC, MISSING LINK MUSIC, NW ROYALTY CONSULTING, LLC.
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CALDERWOOD, INC., DUCHAMP, INC, MISSING LINK MUSIC, NW ROYALTY CONSULTING, LLC.