Happiness Is A Warm Gun Lyrics

She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh, yeah
She's well acquainted 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 hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes While his hands are busy working overtime 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 that I left uptown I need a fix ‘cause I'm going down
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Happiness is a warm gun (Bang bang, shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm gun mama (Bang bang, shoot shoot) When I hold you in my arms (Oh yeah) And I feel my finger on your trigger (Ooo, oh yeah) I know nobody can do me no harm (Ooo, oh yeah)
Because happiness is a warm gun mama (Bang bang, shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (Bang bang, shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun (Happiness, bang bang, shoot shoot) Well, don't you know that happiness is a warm gun mama (Happiness is a warm gun yeah)