So this ain't the end  
I saw you again today
Had to turn my heart away
Smile like the Sun 
Kisses for everyone
And tales  
It never fails

You lying so low in the weeds
I bet your gonna ambush me
You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees
Now wouldn't you, Barracuda

Back over Time 
When we were all trying for free
Met up with porpoise and me
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
Whooooa, Barracuda
Oooooh, ya
"Sell me, sell you" 
The porpoise said
Dive down deep, down deeper than you
I think you got the blues too

All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made for the western pools 
Silly, silly fools
     
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If 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 
Whooooa, Barra, Barracuda