So this ain't the end -- I saw you again -- todayI had to turn my heart awayYou smiled like the sun -- kisses for everyoneAnd tales -- it never fails!
You're lying so low in the weedsI bet you're gonna ambush meYou'd have me down, down, down, down on my kneesNow wouldn't you, barracuda?Oooh!
Back over time when we were all trying for freeYou met the porpoise and meNo right, no wrong, you're selling a song -- a nameWhisper game
And if the real thing don't do the trickYou better make up something quickYou gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wickOoooh, barracuda!Oooh, yeah!
'Sell me sell you' the porpoise saidDive down deep down, deeper than you..I think that you got the blues too
All that night and all the nextSwam without looking backMade for the western poolssilly, silly fools!
The real thing don't do the trick, no?You better make up something quickYou gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Aaah, barra- barracuda!Yeah!