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Gilby Clarke
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Happiness Is a Warm Gun
Lyricist:John Lennon, Paul Mccartney
She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, 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 his multi-colored 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 going down, down to the bits that I left uptown I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Mother Superior jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun, happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms, I feel my finger on your trigger I know no one can do me no harm because happiness is a warm gun Happiness is a warm gun, happiness is a warm, yes it is Gun
Don't you know that happiness is a warm gun? Happiness is a warm gun, yeah
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