Happiness Is A Warm Gun Lyrics

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Written by Lennon/McCartney
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
She's not a girl who misses much
Du du du du, oh yeah
She's not a girl who misses much
Du du du du, oh yeah
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 is a warm gun
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 wide open
And the hands busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
Hey, I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
I need a fix cause I'm going down
I need a fix cause I'm going down
I need a fix cause I'm going down / I need a fix cause I'm going down
To the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown / Down to the bits that I left uptown
Need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown / I need a fix cause I'm going down
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun / Warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun / Warm gun

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Written by Lennon/McCartney 
Happiness is a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun  
She's not a girl who misses much  
Du du du du, oh yeah  
She's not a girl who misses much  
Du du du du, oh yeah  
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 is a warm gun  
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 wide open  
And the hands busy working overtime  
A soap impression of his wife which he ate  
And donated to the National Trust  
Hey, I need a fix 'cause I'm going down  
Happiness is a, a warm gun  
Happiness is a, a warm gun  
Happiness is a, a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun  
I need a fix cause I'm going down  
I need a fix cause I'm going down  
I need a fix cause I'm going down / I need a fix cause I'm going down  
To the bits that I left uptown  
I need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown / Down to the bits that I left uptown 
Need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown / I need a fix cause I'm going down  
Happiness is a, a warm gun  
Happiness is a, a warm gun  
Happiness is a, a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun / Warm gun  
Happiness is a warm gun / Warm gun

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