Lyrics Nancy Sinatra

Nancy Sinatra

The Last of the Secret Agents

He's never caught one spy untold

He's never even caught a cold

Got his degree from Disney Land

But he's the last of the secret agents

And he's my man

He's an underwhelming kind of sleuth

He thinks James Bond is some kind of suit

He's farther back than also ran

But he's the last of the secret agents

And he's my man

He'd come in third in a two-horse race

I've never had to slap his face

(What a shame)

But people try to understand

He's the last of the secret agents

And he's my man

He's the last of the secret agents

And he's my man

He's the last of the secret agents

And he's my man