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
And then the midnight oil
gets burned
'Til not a stone is
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