Joe Anderson, Salma Hayek - Happiness Is a Warm Gun lyrics

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 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 National Trust

I need a fix, cause I'm going down
Down to the bit's that I left uptown
I need a fix, cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jumped the gun

Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Bang Bang, shoot shoot

Happiness is a warm gun yes it is

Bang Bang, shoot shoot

When I hold you in my arms

Oh, yeah!

When I feel my finger on your trigger

Oh, yeah!

Oh don't ya know nobody can do me no harm

Oh, yeah!

Because

Happiness

Is a warm gun, mama happiness is a warm gun

Bang Bang, shoot shoot

Yes it is
Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun

Happiness bang Bang, shoot shoot

Well don't y'know that happiness
Is a warm gun, mama

Is a warm gun, yeah!