Happiness is a Warm Gun

[Verse 1: John Lennon with Paul McCartney] 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 [Verse 2: John Lennon] (Down) 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 [Verse 3: John Lennon with Paul McCartney] Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun [Chorus] Happiness is a warm gun (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, mama (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot) [Bridge] When I hold you in my arms (Ooh, oh, yeah) And I feel my finger on your trigger (Ooh, oh, yeah) I know nobody can do me no harm (Ooh, oh, yeah) Because [Outro] (Happiness) Is a warm gun, mama (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot) Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot) Well, don't you know that happiness is a warm gun, mama? (Is a warm gun, yeah)