To Wimbledon With Love

I read a book two days ago which made me start to dream
That I was a secret agent for Her Majesty the Queen.
As I flew out of Paris into San Fransisco Bay,
I kept my golden tidy bag beside me all the way.

To Wimbledon with love, I'll climb to you.
This is Secret Agent 00W,
I've got the information, now I'll be coming home.
Meet me at the railway station,
To Wimbledon with love.

I built my reputation by risking my life each day,
When the country was threatened by danger,
I was never very far away.
And though I never carried no weapon,
I was safer than you might think,
With a false mustache and a magnifying glass,
And a bottle of invisible ink.

To Wimbledon with love, I'll climb to you.
This is Secret Agent 00W,
I've got the information, now I'll be coming home.
Meet me at the railway station,
To Wimbledon with love.
To Wimbledon with love.
To Wimbledon with love.