Spy I

I I was driving down the highway Mid-west Flutumn, it was afternoon I'd been sent there to investigate The disappearance of a famous tune Cool fever, yeah yeah Cool, cool fever Cool fever, yeah yeah Cool, cool fever Cool fever, yeah yeah Cool, cool fever Cool fever, yeah yeah Cool, cool fever Five gone midnight when I parked the car Time to check a room, a beer, a broad Jazz-blue haze hanging round the bar Some dame humming a familiar chord Spine chiller, yeah yeah Spine, spine chiller Spine chiller, yeah yeah Spine, spine chiller Spine chiller, yeah yeah Spine, spine chiller Spine chiller, yeah yeah Spine, spine chiller Four flights up a dim apartment Black suspenders draped across her bed I was getting down to the questions I heard a click and then I turned my head Spy-I: "This was no time to play Sir Galahad I felled the little guy with a kick I learned in high school Get under the bed, baby, and don't start singing I reached for my '45 and wasted the King-Kong lookalike I was halfway down the fire escape before I heard her scream "Aaargh" "They'd kill me if they knew I told you" The staircase rang as hot lead rained on me I had a flash like I was back on Omaha beach I fired and he hit the ground dead in line with Newton's theory In the silence that followed, I could hear the pain in my gut I stumbled across a vacant lot towards my buick At least I wouldn't have to pay the final installment on the frigidaire She danced the lizard dance The dance of the many lizards She crawled slowly on her belly Until she came to the waters edge " I slumped behind the wheel I lit a smoke No-one there to tell the story to I alone had heard the missing tune I'd always been the only one that knew Cold killer, yeah yeah Cold, Cold killer Cold killer, yeah yeah Cold, Cold killer Cold killer, yeah yeah Cold, Cold killer Cold killer, yeah yeah Cold, Cold killer "Don't shoot No I can't stand blood Don't shoot No! Ahh! Got me!"