J. Lewis - Jalow Music - BMI
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What kind of woman, makes me feel so good inside?
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I try to run, but she won't let me hide.
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Got me doin' things, I said I'd never do.
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Using my car and my credit cards too.
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And yesterday she said to me,
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She's tired of ringin' my doorbell, made me give up a key.
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'Nother thing about her that's really blowin' my mind,
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She ain't no beauty, the love she's got is fine.
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Like a cool glass of water when you're thirsty, tired and hot,
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The love she gives me, it always hit the spot.
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Had to leave other girls alone,
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I need everything I got to take care of my home.
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There ain't a horse that can't be rode,
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There ain't a cowboy that can't be throwed,
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There ain't a thing, can't be bought,
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There ain't no man that can't be caught.
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Let me tell you something else.
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She changed a tiger into a lamb,
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Tell you, her love sure puts this man in jam.
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One night stands, my theme was sock it to 'em and run,
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Never thought a girl could wrap me all around her thumb.
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That's one thing men have in common,
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That something is the 'mazing power of a woman.
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There ain't a horse that can't be rode, There ain't a cowboy that can't be throwed,
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There ain't a thing, can't be bought, There ain't no man that can't be caught.
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Whoa oh oh oh!
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{Solo}
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There ain't a horse that can't be rode, There ain't a cowboy that can't be throwed,
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There ain't a thing, can't be bought, There ain't no man that can't be caught.
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I said,
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There ain't a horse that can't be rode, There ain't a cowboy that can't be throwed,
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There ain't a thing, can't be bought, There ain't no man that can't be caught.
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No oh whoa - no oh whoa
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There ain't no man, there ain't no man.
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You've got me baby, oh you got me baby...
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{Sax Solo}
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There Ain't No Man That Can't Be Caught
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