Happiness is a warm gun crd — Beatles

She`s not a girl who misses much Du du du du du du 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

double tempo, 3/4 time, "-" equals one measure

A7 - - - - - - C - Am -

A7 - - - - - -

I need a fix `cause I`m goin` down, down to the bits that I left up town

C - - -

I need a fix `cause I`m goin` down.

A7 C - A7 G7 -

Mother Superior jump the gun, Mother Superior jump the gun. (3X)

half tempo, still 3/4 time, lyrics in () are spoken, with "oo" etc in back

Happiness is a warm gun Happiness is a warm gun, mama

(When I hold you in my arms And I feel my finger on your trigger I

know nobody can do me no harm, because)