She's not a girl who misses much... She's well aquainted... She's not a girl who misses much Doo doo doo doo doo doo 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. 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) Happiness is a warm gun, mama. (shoot, Happiness bang bang shoot) When I hold you in my arms, (shooo ooo ooo oh) And I feel my finger on your trigger, (yea, ooo ooo oh) I know nobody can do me no harm, (yea, ooo ooo oh) Because, Happiness is a warm gun mama. (yea, Happiness bang bang shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is. (shoot, Happiness bang bang shoot) Happiness is a warm, yes it is, (shoot) Gun ! Don't you know that (Happiness bang bang shoot) Happiness is a warm gun mama. Happiness is a warm gun, mama (shoot, Happiness is a warm gun yea)