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