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I'll tell you gals how |
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To hoodwink a crowd |
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Of liars, fat cats and thieves |
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A poison-dart eye |
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And some quicksilver jive |
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Make all men weak in the knees |
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Havana, Caracas, Monaco nights |
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Istanbul, Rio and Nice |
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When the night has been won |
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No one knows till the sun |
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Is rising on you in Greece |
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Gong Gong |
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Dr. Bow Tie quits on an ace |
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A briefcase changes hands |
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Why do these cats think that they're safe |
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I'm clandestine by my microphone |
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「Oh 009, do try to be more careful this time.」 |
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When 009 |
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Takes his own sweet time |
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And botches all of our plans |
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The Agency chimes |
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I'm called in to find |
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Who took the briefcase and ran |
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Old Souse seas, Canberra, Marrakech nights |
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Blue skies from Dakar to Nice |
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All diabolic schemes |
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Unravel with ease |
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When you can scat your commands |
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Bomb Bomb |
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Dr. Bow Tie makes for the door |
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I light a shortfuse on my sign |
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She's a landmine draped in Dior |
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A fine disguise, this live microphone |
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Bye Bye |
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Dr. Bow Tie sullies his pants |
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Foiled by my switcheroo |
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Unsuspecting of quicksilver jazz |
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Mesmerized by my microphone |
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Grecian sun is simply divine |
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With a briefcase at my side |
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Go fetch me a cocktail, dear |
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What shall we do with you, 009! |
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「You're insufferable, 009. I will not allow such |
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sloppy execution next time.」 |