So, this ain't the end, I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
Smile like the sun, kisses for everyone
And tales, it never fails
You're lying so low in the weeds
I bet you gonna ambush me
You'd have me down, down, down, down
Down on my knees
Now wouldn't ya, Barracuda? Ah-oh
Back over time, we were all trying for free
You met the porpoise and me, uh-uh-uh
No right, no wrong, selling a song, a name
Whisper game
And if the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn
Burn to the wick
Ooh, Barracuda, mm-mm, yeah
Sell me, sell you, the porpoise said
Dive down deep now to save my head
You, I think that you got the blues, too
All that night and all the rest
Swam without looking back
Made for the western pools, silly, silly fools
Hey, yeah
The real thing don't do the trick, no?
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn
Burn it to the wick
Oh, Barra-Barracuda, hey-yeah!
Oh-oh-oh-oh
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