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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHappiness Is A Warm Gun
She's not a girl who misses muchDo do do do do do (oh yeah!)She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet handLike a lizard on a window paneThe man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrorsOn his hobnail bootsLying with his eyes while his hands are busyWorking overtimeA soap impression of his wife which he ateAnd donated to the Nation Trust.I need a fix 'cause I'm going downDown to the bits that I left uptownI need a fix cause I'm going downMother Superior jump the gunMother Superior jump the gunMother Superior jump the gunMother Superior jump the gunHappiness is a warm gun (bang bang shoot shoot)Happiness is a warm gun (bang bang shoot shoot)When I hold you in my arms (oooh yeah!)And I feel my finger on your triggerI know NOBODY can do me no harmHappiness is a warm gun (bang bang shoot shoot)Happiness is a warm gun (bang bang shoot shoot)Happiness is warm, yes it is...Guuuuuun!!(Happiness... Bang bang shoot shoot)But don't you know that happiness!! (Happiness...)Is a warm gun!(Is a warm gun, yeah!)
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