I dig rock and roll music
I can do the twine and the jerk
I wear strictly continental suits
And high collared shirts.
Iґve got a reputation of beinґ
Gentle but bold.
And thatґs why they call me
Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Agent Double-O-Soul.
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
Iґm Agent Double-O-Soul.
I donґt carry no pistol
I donґt wear a false mustache
And youґll never see me carrying
Around a little black bag.
My real nameґs no secret
But from me it will never be told.
Iґm just known as Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Agent Double-O-Soul.
They call me Double-O-Soul baby
Iґm Agent Double-O-Soul.
There once was a fella
Who was down on rock and roll.
He couldnґt get himself together
He didnґt have no kind of soul.
The office put me on his case
And I tracked him down right away.
Now heґs 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
Iґm on the go
Rain, sleet, or snow.
Iґm Agent Double-O-Soul baby!
Iґm Agent Double-O-Soul
They call me Double-O-Soul baby.
