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Agent Double-O-Soul lyricsEdwin Starr Correct these lyrics Print these lyrics
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Lyrics to 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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