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He gets all the pretty babes, owns all the cool gadgets. Some say he's a magician, but I say he's much more than that. He's very slick, so in tune with his spy-side, he can easily handle Paris traffic at rush hour, knows all about diabolical-power & how to stop it. His smooth-ride cruises fast in turbo overdrive, buzzes down the road like a well-tuned beehive. All the cool tunes play along with him & he likes his things shaken not stirred. Roulette, no trouble, he'll burst the bank bubble. O that sweet little cherry-blued PPK! Hey now, pow pow, he knows the endgame, how to kick some cloak-and-dagger *** up & down the street. That's why, I want to be James Bond, knock the ladies & the thugs right off their feet!
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
I Want To Be James Bond
He gets all the pretty babes, owns all the cool gadgets. Some say he's a magician, but I say he's much more than that. He's very slick, so in tune with his spy-side, he can easily handle Paris traffic at rush hour, knows all about diabolical-power & how to stop it. His smooth-ride cruises fast in turbo overdrive, buzzes down the road like a well-tuned beehive. All the cool tunes play along with him & he likes his things shaken not stirred. Roulette, no trouble, he'll burst the bank bubble. O that sweet little cherry-blued PPK! Hey now, pow pow, he knows the endgame, how to kick some cloak-and-dagger *** up & down the street. That's why, I want to be James Bond, knock the ladies & the thugs right off their feet!
jonny-angel
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
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