3人が本棚に入れています
本棚に追加
She's not a girl who misses much
She's well acquainted to the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane
A man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail-boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands were busy working over time
A soap-impressioned wife of which he ate and donated to the national trust
I need a fix, 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bitch that I left uptown
I need a fix, 'cause I'm going down
Mother Superior, jump the gun！
Mother Superior, jump the gun！
Mother Superior, jump the gun！
Mother Superior, jump the gun！
Mother Superior, jump the gun！
Mother Superior, jump the gun！
Happiness is a warm gun
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 no harm, because
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
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