Bm9 Bm6 F#m
Sheʼs not a girl who misses much
Bm F#m
Du du du du du du Oh yeah
Em
Sheʼs well acquainted with the touch
Bm
Of the velvet handlike a lizard on a window pane
Em
The man in the crowd with
Bm
The multicolored mirrors on his hobnail boots
Em
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Bm Em
Working overtime a soap impression of his wife
Bm
Which he ate and donated to the national trust
B7 D Bm
B7
I need a fix ʼcause Iʼm goinʼ down,
B7
Down to the bits that I left up town
D
I need a fix ʼcause Iʼm goinʼ down.
B7 D
Mother Superior jump the gun,
B7 A7
Mother Superior jump the gun.
B7 D
Mother Superior jump the gun,
B7 A7
Mother Superior jump the gun.
B7 D
Mother Superior jump the gun,
B7 A7
Mother Superior jump the gun.
D Bm G A7
Happiness is a warm gun
D Bm G A7
Happiness is a warm gun, mama
D Bm G A7
When I hold you in my arms
D Bm G A7 D
And I feel my finger on your trigger
Bm G A7
I know nobody can do me no harm, because
B7 D
Happiness is a warm gun mama
