Happines is a Warm Gun

Album THE BEATLES
She`s not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do oh yeh
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 sour impression of his wife which he hate 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
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun mamma
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 gun mamma
Yes it is

---

Back to the Songs List