I have to find out what you know 
I have to find out what you know 
Before I let you go 
I have to find out what you know 
I've got a lie detector 
I know methods of 
Chinese torture 
So make a list of all the things 
I bought you 
And I'll write you out a cheque 
For three hundred thousand dollars 
You'll catch the perfect kiss on film 
Because the kiss sold the movie 
At least it did back in forties 
But to me that seems like such ridiculous money 
Why do they need a crew of fifty 
When I don't need support from any unions 
Just your pair of lips? (Here we go) 
They're bugging the phones 
Trying to expose the liars 
In obsequious tones 
There's pincers and pliers 
They're not trying to embrace you 
They're frisking for wires 
So if you give your side of the story 
Will I let you go? 
Negatory You know 
I love to hear you speaking 
But security is leaking 
So I simply must find out what you know 
I have to find out what you know 
Before I let you go 
I have to find out what you know 
Yeah I've got a lie detector 
I know methods of 
Chinese torture 
Why do Chinese know so much about torture? 
I don't know