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

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is
When I hold you in my arms
When I feel my finger on your trigger
Don't ya know nobody can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun, mama
Happiness is a warm gun
Yes it is
Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun
Well don't y'know that happiness is a warm gun, mama

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