Lyrics

Moving Target

Bam, Clink, shot me down
Pick myself up off the ground
But she's loading up for another round
At a Moving Target

Zig to the left, zag to the right
Keep this heart out of her sights
Like a flat tin duck on a carnival night
I'm a Moving Target

Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, nothin' new
Big brown eyes, soft soft skin
She's takin' aim,
Here we go again

Wham, boom, that was close
Any closer, I'd be toast
But she's shootin' out what I want most
At a Moving Target