(Graham Russell)
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Well I've got friends in the States
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And I've got friends out in space
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When information's your game
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The whole world knows your name
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And so they gave me a code
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To work this treacherous road
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For all the agents I know
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Must work incognito
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[Chorus:]
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I love my trade,
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I've got my future made.
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I put my life on the line
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To save this country of mine
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And they reward me with love
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And see I have a good time.
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So all my moves must be fast
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Cos every day is my last
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A secret agent that's slow
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Almost certain to go.
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[Chorus]
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I've got friends in the States
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I've got friends out in space
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When information's your game
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The whole world knows your name
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And so they gave me a code
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To work this treacherous road
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For all the agents I know
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Must work incognito.
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Secret Agent
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Air Supply |