I'd like to drive, and stay alive
In a stocked-up Aston Martin, thanks to Q
He'd give a brief, I'd give him grief
'Bout the stocked-up Aston Martin, as we do

I'd hear from M how much it costs
When stocked-up Aston Martins are lost
I'd like to drive, 'til I arrive
In a stocked-up Aston Martin with a view

We'd be pursued, by baddies rude
But my trusty motorcar will save the day
A nice oil slick, should do the trick
For a stocked-up Aston Martin's getaway

If I find you're not so sweet
Then I'll use my ejector seat
Taking a spin from Blofeld's men
In a stocked-up Aston Martin is a treat

I'd have fun with headlamp guns
The henchmen I'd gaily blow away
(I would gaily blow away)
What a show, for every double-O
License to kill on holiday
(Kill on holiday)

Car and me, and Poosy would make three
Operation Grand Slam would be through
A mango tree, down in Crab Key
In a stocked-up Aston Martin from Q
In a stocked-up Aston Martin with a view
In a stocked-up Aston Martin with you