What Is It About Men (Live At North Sea Jazz Festival) - Amy Winehouse

Understand once he was a family man

So surely I would never ever go through it first hand

Emulate all the sh*t my mama 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

What is it 'bout men

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

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