The Doors-' The Spy, Double Oh Oh Heaven!'

In the shadows of the cold war night,
Two femme fatales ignite the fight,
Silken whispers, eyes that gleam,
In a man's world, they rule supreme.
Espionage with a sultry twist,
Lips that smirk, guns that twist,
Veiled in glamour, cloaked in guile,
Their beauty hides a deadly smile.
The Doors' 'The Spy' sets the tone,
Secrets traded, trust overthrown,
Jim's words of cinema's gleam,
Flickering lights, a spy's dark dream.
A city of shadows, intrigue and might,
Where every whisper could ignite,
Behind each corner, danger lurks,
Yet, they dance through with knowing smirks.
Elegance draped in deception's veil,
In this game, they never fail,
Cinema's magic, Morrison’s muse,
Their allure, a deadly ruse.
Through silken threads and poison darts,
They weave their way into men's hearts,
Agents fall under their spell,
In this dark dance, they weave so well.
Two sirens in a cloak and dagger dance,
Their power felt in every glance,
A world of spies, a stage, a show,
Where beauty's mask hides what's below.