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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHappiness is a Warm Gun
She's not a girl who misses muchShe's well acquainted with the touch of the velvethandLike a lizard on a window paneThe man in the crowd with the multicolored mirrorsOn his hobnailed bootsLying with his eyes while his handsWorking over timeA soap impression of his wife which he ateAnd donated to the Nation's TrustI need a fix cause I'm going downDown to the bitch that I left uptownI need a fix cause I'm going downMother Superior jumped the gunMother Superior jumped the gunHappiness is a warm gunHappiness is a warm gunWhen I hold you in my armsAnd I feel my finger on your triggerI know that nobody can do me no harmHappiness is a warm gun, mamaHappiness is a warm gun
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