Paroles: Manhattan Transfer. Jukin. Guided Missiles.

By Alfred Gaitwood

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Guided missiles
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Guided missiles --
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Guided missiles, aim at my heart
Down to destroy me, tear me apart
Guided missiles, none of them true
Now I know the enemy is you

Guided missiles, bound to explode
Destroying my heart is your goal
You have succeeded in making me blue
Now I know the enemy is you

You weakened my defenses
With your tender kisses
You knew when you loved me
I never could resist

Now you got me
I hope you'll win
Trusting you was my only sin
But the same guided missiles will get you in the end

You weakened my defenses
With your tender kisses
You knew when you loved me
I never could resist

Now you got me
I hope you'll win
Trusting you was my only sin
But the same guided missiles will get you in the end