(LennonMcCartney)

She's not a girl who misses much

Do do 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



Down

I need a fix cos I'm going down

Down to the bits that I left uptown

I need a fix cos I'm going down



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

Mother Superior jump the gun



Happiness is a warm gun (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

Happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

When I hold you in my arms (Oo-oo oh yeah)

And I feel my finger on your trigger (Oo-oo oh yeah)

I know no one can do me no harm (Oo-oo oh yeah)

Because happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

Well, don't you know happiness is a warm gun, mama? (Happiness is a warm gun, yeah)