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She's not a girl who much
Do do do, oh

well acquainted with the touch
Of a velvet like a lizard on a window pane
Man in the crowd with the multicolored
On his hobnail

with his eyes, while his hands
Are busy overtime
The sole confession of his which he ate
And donated to the National

I a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the abyss that I've up town
I need a fix I'm going down

Mother Superior, the gun
Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, the gun

Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, the gun
Superior, jump the gun

Happiness is a gun
is a warm gun
Happiness is a gun
is a warm gun
(Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

Josephine, do you think you are going
No, you've asked me before
And the answer was no