There Ain’t No Man That Can’t Be Caught Foghat

J. Lewis - Jalow Music - BMI

What kind of woman, makes me feel so good inside?
I try to run, but she won't let me hide
Got me doin' things, I said I'd never do
Using my car and my credit cards too
And yesterday she said to me
She's tired of ringin' my doorbell, made me give up a key

'Nother thing about her that's really blowin' my mind
She ain't no beauty, the love she's got is fine
Like a cool glass of water when you're thirsty, tired and hot
The love she gives me, it always hit the spot
Had to leave other girls alone
I need everything I got to take care of my home

There ain't a horse that can't be rode
There ain't a cowboy that can't be throwed
There ain't a thing, can't be bought
There ain't no man that can't be caught

Let me tell you something else

She changed a tiger into a lamb
Tell you, her love sure puts this man in jam
One night stands, my theme was sock it to 'em and run
Never thought a girl could wrap me all around her thumb
That's one thing men have in common
That something is the 'mazing power of a woman