I'm on a secret mission
If you promise not to tell
And if you all will carefully listen
To you now the beans I'll spill

I will share with you the highlights
Of my life as a spy
From the car chases to the bar fights
Adding my on touch of Savoir faire

You only THINK you know me
But you have no idea
My cover is in poetry
It keeps the spy in me well hid

And as long as I'm spilling secrets
Here's another one for the books
I don't even write my on poetry
It's the department in the basement that makes me look good

Now that all that's off my chest
I feel relief in all my spy claims
Anyways the spy business is nonsense
With all this work and no worldly change