Текст песни 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
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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
My destructive side has grown a mile wide
and I question myself again: what is it \'bout men?

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