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In the dimly lit room 
In the cigarette fumes 
Got my briefings from them
World’s in danger again 

Looks and license to kill 
Gadgets packed to the gills 
Undisturbed, also thrilled
A mission here to fulfill 


If it’s a plan then it’s bold
If it’s martini it’s cold
I’ll have it shaken not stirred 
If it’s a soul, then it’s sold
You must do as you’re told 

In my clandestine world 

In my clandestine world

I’ve seen this a lot
A diabolical plot
It’s the usual game 
She’s a target and a flame

I’ll amuse and I’ll schmooze
I’ll make friends with the booze
Woo her then if I choose 
Just to get to the clues

If it’s news then it’s old
Cuz I’m making them all
Loaded gun that I hold
Can make nice little holes 
But it’s under control 
Cuz you do as you told 

In my clandestine world 

In my clandestine world


Money heist, pharaohs tombs, 
Stolen jewels, ticking bombs 
But no matter the catch
Cuffs and a collar must match 

When it sparkles it’s gold
When it blood then it’s cold
I’ll have it shaken not stirred 
If it’s a soul, then it’s sold
You must do as you’re told 

In my clandestine world 

In my clandestine world

If it’s news then it’s old
Cuz I’m making them all
Loaded gun that I hold
Can make nice little holes 
But it’s under control 
Cuz you do as you told 

In my clandestine world 

In my clandestine world

If it’s news then it’s old
Cuz I’m making them all
Loaded gun that I hold
Can make nice little holes 
But it’s under control 
Cuz you do as you told 

In my clandestine world 

In my clandestine world