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? 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