Dedicar Letra What it is about men de 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?