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!
Agent double-o-soul.
They call me double-o-soul baby
I'm agent 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 names no secret
But from me it will never be told.
I'm just known as agent double-o-soul baby!
Agent double-o-soul.
They call me double-o-soul baby
I'm agent double-o-soul.

There once was a fella
Who was down on 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!
I'm agent double-o-soul
They call me double-o-soul baby.