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.

Ive got a reputation of bein

Gentle but bold.

And thats why they call me

Agent Double-O-Soul baby!

Agent Double-O-Soul.

They call me Double-O-Soul baby

Im Agent Double-O-Soul.

I dont carry no pistol

I dont wear a false mustache

And youll never see me carrying

Around a little black bag.

My real names no secret

But from me it will never be told.

Im just known as Agent Double-O-Soul baby!

Agent Double-O-Soul.

They call me Double-O-Soul baby

Im Agent Double-O-Soul

Im Agent Double-O-Soul.

I dont carry no pistol

I dont wear a false mustache

And youll never see me carrying

Around a little black bag.

My real names no secret

But from me it will never be told.

Im just known as Agent Double-O-Soul baby!

Agent Double-O-Soul.

They call me Double-O-Soul baby

Im Agent Double-O-Soul.

There once was a fella

Who was down on rock and roll.

He couldnt get himself together

He didnt have no kind of soul.

The office put me on his case

And I tracked him down right away.

Now hes 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

Im on the go

Rain, sleet, or snow.

Im Agent Double-O-Soul baby!

Im Agent Double-O-Soul

They call me Double-O-Soul baby.