Joe Anderson
Happiness 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 National TrustI need a fix 'cause I'm going downDown to the bits that I left uptownI need a fix cause I'm going downMother Superior jumped the gunMother Superior jumped the gunMother Superior jumped the gunMother Superior jumped the gunHappiness is a warm gunHappiness is a warm gun, mommaWhen I hold you in my armsAnd I feel my finger on your triggerI know nobody can do me no harmBecause happiness is a warm gun, mommaLetras de cancionesHappiness is a warm gun-Yes it is.Happiness is a warm, yes it is...Gun!Well don't ya know that happiness is a warm gun, momma?
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