Letra de Happiness Is A Warm Gun - 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 a 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.
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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 is a warm gun.
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.
Happiness is a warm gun.
Happiness is a warm ... yes it is .. gun.
Happiness is a warm gun.