Track Title:               Happiness Is A Warm Gun

Album Title:               White Album disc 1
Prime Artist:              The Beatles
Producer:                  George Martin
Written by:                John Lennon

Written by:                Paul McCartney

Lyrics:
She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do do
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 Nation 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 jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun.
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no one can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
   -Yes it is

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