If he should need the F.B.I.

Then he will have the F.B.I.

With all the favors that he's done

J. Edger Hoover owes him one

Until the midnight oil is burned

Will not a stone be left unturned

He will search everywhere

And he'll find them I swear

Oh you won't be an orphan for long

Where other men would call it quits

And disappear

He'll use his fortune and his wits

So never fear

Cross the street

Or cross the sea

Annie sweet

We guarantee

That you won't be an orphan

No you won't be an orphan for long

Tomorrow morning it begins

You're with a man who always wins

Trust him and he'll prove

Mountains easily move

Oh you won't be an orphan

No you won't be an orphan for long