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 bein
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 couldnt 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