"Happy Dre" lyrics

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do, ah yeah
She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do, ah yeah

She's well acquainted
With the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a windows pane
Man in the crowed with the
Multicolored mirrors on his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes
While his hands are busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife
Which he ate and donated to the national trust

I need a fix cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I lifted to high
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Going down, going down
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Down to to the bits that I lifted so high
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Going down, going down

Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, mother
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, yes, it is
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun for me...