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Happiness is a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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She's not a girl who misses much |
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She's not a girl who misses much |
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Mother superior jump the gun |
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Mother superior jump the gun |
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Mother superior jump the gun |
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Mother superior jump the gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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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 |
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With the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots |
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Lying with his eyes wide open |
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And the hands busy working overtime |
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A soap impression of his wife which he ate |
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And donated to the national trust |
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Hey, I need a fix 'cause I'm going down |
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Happiness is a, a warm gun |
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Happiness is a, a warm gun |
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Happiness is a, a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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I need a fix cause I'm going down |
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I need a fix cause I'm going down |
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I need a fix cause I'm going down |
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To the bits that I left uptown |
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I need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown |
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Need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown |
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Happiness is a, a warm gun |
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Happiness is a, a warm gun |
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Happiness is a, a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
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Happiness is a warm gun |
