Happiness is a Warm Gun

She's not a girl who misses much... She's well aquainted... She's not a girl  who misses much   Doo doo doo doo doo doo      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 goin'down, Down to the bits that I left up town I need a fix 'cause I'm goin'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.     (Happiness bang bang shoot)         Happiness is a warm gun, mama. (shoot, Happiness bang bang shoot)   When I hold you  in my arms, (shooo ooo ooo oh)   And I feel my finger on your trigger, (yea, ooo ooo oh)   I know nobody can do me no harm, (yea, ooo ooo oh) Because, Happiness  is a warm gun mama. (yea, Happiness bang bang shoot)         Happiness  is a warm gun, yes it is. (shoot, Happiness bang bang shoot) Happiness  is a warm, yes it is, (shoot) Gun !                              Don't you know that (Happiness bang bang shoot) Happiness  is a warm gun mama.         Happiness  is a warm gun, mama           (shoot, Happiness is a warm gun yea)