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