'When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me harm
Because
Happiness is a Warm Gun.'
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FanfictionShe's not a girl who misses much She's well-acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand The man in the crowd with the multicolored mirrors Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy Working overtime
HAPPINESS IS A WARM GUN
'When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me harm
Because
Happiness is a Warm Gun.'