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Happiness Is A Warm GunLennon & McCartney She's not a girl who misses much,Do do do do do do do Oh yeah She's well aquainted with the touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane The man in the crowd with the multicolored mirrors on his hob-nail boots Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working over-time A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Down to the bits I left up town I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Mother Superior jump the gun - Mother Superior jump the gun Mother Superior jump the gun - Mother Superior jump the gun Mother Superior jump the gun - Mother Superior jump the gun Happiness is a warm gun Happiness is a warm gun When I hold you in my arms And I feel my finger on your trigger I know no-one can do me no harm because: Happiness is a warm gun Happiness is a warm gun Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun! |
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