She's not a girl who misses much
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She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
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Like a lizard on a window pane
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The man in the crowd with the multicolored mirrors
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On his hobnailed boots
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Lying with his eyes while his hands
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Working over time
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A soap impression of his wife which he ate
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And donated to the Nation's Trust
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I need a fix cause I'm going down
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Down to the bits that I left uptown
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I need a fix cause I'm going down
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Mother Superior jumped the gun
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Mother Superior jumped the gun
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Happiness is a warm gun
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Happiness is a warm gun
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When I hold you in my arms
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And I feel my finger on your trigger
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I know that nobody can do me no harm
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Happiness is a warm gun, mama
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Happiness is a warm gun
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Happiness is a Warm Gun
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| Alanis Morissette |
