Licence to kill!
He was the man who came in from the cold
And crossed the border in a dark limousine
But now these days he has become very old
But he is still one of the best
He's got forty-five and a thirty-eight
A flick-knife and some razorblades
And all the women fall in love with him
His Aston-Martin is his best friend
Undercover - he's a secret agent man
Undercover - he loves living in danger
London, Moscow, Washington D.C.
Another job and another broken heart
He has no name and he has no home
And nobody knows where he gets his loan
He has no friends - only enemies
He has no heart but he loves his job
You only will meet him around midnight
He doesn't care a lot about a human life
Undercover - he's a secret agent man
Undercover - he loves living in danger
He was the man who came in from the cold
And crossed the border in a dark limousine
But now these days he has become very old
But he is still one of the best
He's got forty-five and a thirty-eight
A flick-knife and some razorblades
And all the women fall in love with him
His Aston-Martin is his best friend
Undercover - he's a secret agent man
Undercover - he loves living in danger
Undercover 4x
Writer(s): Winston George Boswell
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