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 multicoloured 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 Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun
Happiness (is a warm gun) Bang Bang Shoot Shoot Happiness (is a warm gun, momma) Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
(When I hold you in my arms) Oooooooooh, oh yeah!
And when I feel my finger on your trigger Oooooooooh, oh yeah!
I know nobody can do me no harm Oooooooooh, oh yeah!
Happiness (is a warm gun, momma) Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Happiness (is a warm gun) Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Yes it is, gun! Happiness (is a warm gun) Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
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