Lyrics

She said she found me tempting
Clutching me to her side
Let's taxi to my hotel
You won't regret the ride
I asked her name and she said
"Call me Sweet Enemy"
She poured herself a whiskey
Into a paper cup
I could taste it when she kissed me
I felt it burn me up
I said, "Be good to me, lover,"
"Sweet Enemy"
How deep, oh
How deep are you into it?
Is it love?
Oh, is it love?
Oh, could it be love if it just lasts a minute?
My body started trembling
My mind sank in a cloud
With a silver-plated pistol
Little girl brought me down
She screamed, "I'll never be your lover,"
"Sweet Enemy"
How deep, oh
How deep are you into it?
Is it love?
Oh, is it love?
How could it be love if it just lasts a minute?
Written by: Peter Ivers
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