Happiness Is a Warm Gun Songtext

von Sexy Sadie

She's not a girl, who misses much.
Do roo roo roo roo, 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 multicoloured 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 Nation 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.

Happiness is a warm gun,
Happiness is a warm gun - ahaa.
When I hold you in my arms,
And I feel my finger on your trigger,
I know nobody can do me no harm, because ?
Happiness is a warm, Happiness is a warm gun - Yes it is Happiness is a warm - Yes it is - gun.

Happiness is a warm gun...