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Happiness Is A Warm Gun



Текст песни Beatles - Happiness Is A Warm Gun

текст песни (слова) "Happiness Is A Warm Gun"

Happiness Is A Warm Gun
Beatles
She`s not a girl  who misses much Du du du du du du 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. (3X)
half tempo, still 3/4 time, lyrics in
are spoken, with "oo" etc in back

 Happiness is a warm gun    Happiness is a warm gun, mama
(When I hold you  in my arms   And I feel
my finger on your trigger   I
know nobody can do me no harm, because)
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