Mr. Columbo
In his trench coat, quiet and slow,
He’s closing in and taking it low.
His smile hiding what’s deep inside,
Till the truth can no longer hide.
One last question, the final key,
Unlocks the lock, sets justice free.
Refrain:
Mr. Columbo, I don’t know why
You’re such a smart detective
And such a clever guy
Always asking one last question
driving suspects mad and wild
Such a bitter lesson on the try
Every clue’s a piece of the game,
He’s patient, steady, never the same.
With every step, the story unfolds,
In the silence, truth is told.
One last question, the final key,
Unlocks the lock, sets justice free.
Mr. Columbo, master of the game,
No crime too small, no case the same.
With one last look, so sharp and bright,
He brings the shadows into the light.
Guess, who´s calling on the phone
asking questions to the bone?
Refrain:
Mr. Columbo, I don’t know why
You’re such a smart detective
And such a clever guy
Always asking one last question
Driving suspects mad and wild
Such a bitter lesson on the try