and you ll never see me carrying
double-o-soul
I m agent double-o-soul baby, now he s a deejay on a radio show
and that s why they call me agent double-o-soul baby
I ve got a reputation of being, i m on the go rain, i m on the go rain
there once was a fella
they call me double-o-soul baby
I m on the go rain, agent double-o-soul, i m agent double-o-soul
i m agent double-o-soul
Who was down on rock and roll, i wear strictly continental suits
call me double-o-soul
He didn t have no kind of soul, he didn t have no kind of soul
i dig rock and roll music
they call me double-o-soul baby
And high collared shirts, and you ll never see me carrying
He couldn t get himself together, but from me it will never be told
double-o-soul
but from me it will never be told
I m on the go rain, around a little black bag
double-o-soul
CONGRATULATIONS TO MOTOWN'S 60TH ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION
AND TO THE LATE AND GREAT
EDWIN STARR WAS ALSO A FORMER
MEMBER OF THE MOTOWN'S FAMILY
MUSIC INDUSTRY
Here is a idea- how about making a movie about a black James Bond called Agent Double-O-Soul! This song can be the soundtrack theme and you can hire Jamie Foxx as the lead character! What do you think? Thanks for the idea, Tony McGee!
Lyrics
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.
It's 2 am and Edwin's on stage the Wheel, the Torch and god knows how many other all niters. He belts this out, the gear kicks in again, heaven, thanks mate, a much underrated artist.