Gilby Clark - Happiness is a Warm Gun текст песни

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
Multi-colored mirrors On his hobnail boots

Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime A soap inpression 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 jump the gun