Il testo della Agent double-o-soul

Double-o-soul

I dig rock and roll music
I can do the twine and the jerk
I wear strictly continental suits
And high collared shirts

I've got a reputation of being
Gentle but bold
And that's why they call me

Agent double-o-soul, baby
(double-o-soul)
Agent double-o-soul
(double-o-soul)

They call me double-o-soul, baby
(double-o-soul)
I'm agent double-o-soul
(double-o-soul)

I don't carry no pistol
I don't wear a false mustache
And you'll never see me carrying
Around a little black bag

My real name's no secret
But from me it will never be told
I'm just known as

Agent double-o-soul, baby
(double-o-soul)
Agent double-o-soul
(double-o-soul)

They call me double-o-soul, baby
(double-o-soul)
I'm agent double-o-soul
(double-o-soul)

There once was a fella
Who was down on a rock and roll
He couldn't get himself together
He didn't have no kind of soul

The office put me on his case
And i tracked him down right away
Now he's a deejay on a radio show
A station that everybody knows

Call me double-o-soul
Call me double-o-soul
Double-o-soul
Double-o-soul
Double-o-soul
Double-o-soul

At my job, i work real hard
I'm on the go
Rain, sleet, or snow

I'm agent double-o-soul, baby
(double-o-soul)
I'm agent double-o-soul
(double-o-soul)

They call me double-o-soul, baby
(double-o-soul)
Baby, double-o-soul