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

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
(Bang bang, shoot shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun
(Bang bang, shoot shoot)

When I hold you in my arms
(Oh yeah)
And I feel my finger on your trigger
(Oh yeah)
I know nobody can do me no harm
(Oh yeah)
Becuase
(Happiness)
Is a warm gun
(Bang bang, shoot shoot)
Happiness is a warm, yes it is
(Bang bang, shoot shoot)
Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun

(Hapiness, bang bang, shoot shoot)
Well don't you know that happiness
(Happiness)
Is a warm gun
(Is a warm gun, yeah)